I like this thread, good reading...
Looks like I'm not the only one who looks back very fondly on my check hauling days. Maybe my brain is supressing the bad stuff: ice, thunderstorms with no radar, no a/p, loading my own freight, trying to stay awake over Mason City, IA at 0300 on my way to St. Paul... but man it was a ball. Every time I see a freighter C-310 or Baron or hear a Starcheck on the radio I wish I could do it again. Not that'd I'd give up my 737 seat to go back and do it, too much of a pay cut, but sometimes I wish I could get a part time freight gig. That's real flying.
A coupla years ago on a downtown Kansas City overnight I wandered over to MKC and the Airnet ramp. Sat in one of my old 310's, talked with its pilot and a Lear crew. Told 'em to enjoy this job while it lasts, it's some of the best flying they'll ever do; they looked at me like I'd had one too many hits off the old crack pipe.
I must be one of those weird, nutty airline pilots that actually loves to fly. On my days off I even head to the local aerodrome to rent a Citabria. A tailwheel, a stick and tandem seats, what a blast. Wish I could buy me a fun flying machine one of these days...
Stay with it guys.
John
Looks like I'm not the only one who looks back very fondly on my check hauling days. Maybe my brain is supressing the bad stuff: ice, thunderstorms with no radar, no a/p, loading my own freight, trying to stay awake over Mason City, IA at 0300 on my way to St. Paul... but man it was a ball. Every time I see a freighter C-310 or Baron or hear a Starcheck on the radio I wish I could do it again. Not that'd I'd give up my 737 seat to go back and do it, too much of a pay cut, but sometimes I wish I could get a part time freight gig. That's real flying.
A coupla years ago on a downtown Kansas City overnight I wandered over to MKC and the Airnet ramp. Sat in one of my old 310's, talked with its pilot and a Lear crew. Told 'em to enjoy this job while it lasts, it's some of the best flying they'll ever do; they looked at me like I'd had one too many hits off the old crack pipe.
I must be one of those weird, nutty airline pilots that actually loves to fly. On my days off I even head to the local aerodrome to rent a Citabria. A tailwheel, a stick and tandem seats, what a blast. Wish I could buy me a fun flying machine one of these days...
Stay with it guys.
John