172s have 4 wheel drive, don't they?
I won't share the dumbest (I still shudder at the sheer unrelenting chain of stupidity that went into that one...) but I just did one I can share.
This morning I went to pick my wife up at a small rural airport near her brother's house where she was visiting. After a good landing (which they were watching) at this rather short strip, I shut the plane down and hop out. I'm Joe Cool, the pilot dude who can just go here and there, avoiding traffic, flit from airport to airport, yeah, you all should go learn to fly too, sure I'll take you all flying some other time. Yep, being a pilot rocks and I know everyone looks up to me. Anyways, see you later. Bye.
After starting the engine, Joe Cool starts to pick his way through unfamiliar sidewalk-like taxiways towards the far end of the runway. The quasi-taxiways dead end and it turned out I really needed to be about 100 yards behind where I was to get out on to the runway and back taxi.
There isn't really enough room to turn around and stay on the asphalt, so rather than shut the engine down, climb out and do the 172-push-down -on-the-fuselage-turn-the-plane-around thing, I decided, heck, the grass looks pretty good, I'll go 4 wheeling and...of course Joe Cool gets his right wheel stuck in a mud hole in the ground.
Had to shut the engine down anyways, gather everyone around to pull the 172 out of the mud and push it back on to the pavement.
Man, that was embarassing.
I won't share the dumbest (I still shudder at the sheer unrelenting chain of stupidity that went into that one...) but I just did one I can share.
This morning I went to pick my wife up at a small rural airport near her brother's house where she was visiting. After a good landing (which they were watching) at this rather short strip, I shut the plane down and hop out. I'm Joe Cool, the pilot dude who can just go here and there, avoiding traffic, flit from airport to airport, yeah, you all should go learn to fly too, sure I'll take you all flying some other time. Yep, being a pilot rocks and I know everyone looks up to me. Anyways, see you later. Bye.
After starting the engine, Joe Cool starts to pick his way through unfamiliar sidewalk-like taxiways towards the far end of the runway. The quasi-taxiways dead end and it turned out I really needed to be about 100 yards behind where I was to get out on to the runway and back taxi.
There isn't really enough room to turn around and stay on the asphalt, so rather than shut the engine down, climb out and do the 172-push-down -on-the-fuselage-turn-the-plane-around thing, I decided, heck, the grass looks pretty good, I'll go 4 wheeling and...of course Joe Cool gets his right wheel stuck in a mud hole in the ground.
Had to shut the engine down anyways, gather everyone around to pull the 172 out of the mud and push it back on to the pavement.
Man, that was embarassing.