Pilot Training Resources

Back in the day I built a single place Quickie airplane and a three place Cozy airplane. Cozy eventually morphed into the Cozy Mark IV, and now we have this new iteration called the Aerocanard. I am attaching the file for your convenience if you are interested in this airplane kit.

Aerocanard Info

If you are anything like me, you wouldn’t mind owning or flying the Cessna Mustang.  For those of you who have not seen this jet close up, here’s some video:

Pretty cool, right! This is also my first attempt to imbed video into a post, so hopefully it all worked out!

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Back in 1989, I was flying a Rockwell Aero Commander for a freight company, mostly hauling the US Mail, and mostly flying a regional route back and forth across Nebraska. Being a “real” pilot, the thought of ever flying an ultralight aircraft never even crossed my mind. Matter of fact, in the course of flying all over the place, it was pretty rare that I would even see ultralight airplanes. Then one day, I was overnighting in Alliance, Nebraska, as my job required me to do every other night. If you’ve never been to Alliance, Nebraska, let me save you a trip and tell you that the only things I found to do there were to go to the bar and drink or go to the library and read. Since I was a pilot, I did a lot of reading.

In any event, one day I was bored more than usual, so I actually headed out to the airport to hang out there (yes, I know, I was a sick puppy). The gentleman that ran the FBO there was an older guy who was in the sunset of his years. We would spend time chatting and this guy loved aviation. Anyways, we were talking and out of the blue he said to me, “Come over here, I want to show you something.”

He took me to the side of the hangar where a small ultralight airplane was sitting there looking real fragile. It was one of those small Quicksilver open air, side by side ultralight airplanes. I don’t remember too much about how he got it, but he wanted to know if I wanted to go up in it with him. I was pretty hesitant about strapping my butt into this, well, this thing. Yet, I trusted the old man and figured he wouldn’t be putting me or himself into harms way, so I agreed and we strapped ourselves into this ultralight airplane.

He got it started and I couldn’t get over how my feet were sitting just a few inches above the asphalt of the taxiway. We were taxiing out and a gust of wind caught the wing, and we started to tip over to the right. He made a correction and got both the wheels onto the ground again, but we were still moving along at a pretty good clip. All of a sudden, my buddy, the guy who I put all my trust into, realized that there were no brakes on this ultralight airplane, and we needed to stop. In an act of panic, I tried my best Fred Flintstone imitation and tried to brake us by dropping my feet down to the moving asphalt. What a stupid idea! I was lucky that I didn’t break my ankle or leg with that manuever. Anyway, we finally slowed down and my buddy announced to me that he thought it was too windy to fly this thing todayl. I was kind of glad to hear that and we taxiied back to the hangar. It was 16 years later before I got into any kind of ultralight airplane again.

The year was 2005 and it was a powered parachute. What a thrill! I saw my first powered parachute up close at a fly-in of ultralight airplanes in Marshall, Michigan. I met a gentleman that said he’d teach me how to fly the powered parachute if I would come visit him at his home base in Indiana. With my wife’s blessing, I took off for a few days to see what this form of aviation was all about.