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I was solo in a T-38 when this happened...

I was lucky enough to get a solo as an IP. After a touch and go to head out to the acrobatic areas, I noticed that nobody was responding to my calls. I tried departure, SOF, Guard (243.0), manual freqs...nothing!

By the time I had finished all that, I was well into the departure, and our NORDO procedures have us fly out to 46 DME, arc, then come back. I did all that, making the appropriate calls on the appropriate freqs (in the blind of course), 7600 on the transponder, rocking my wings up initial, looking for the green light, etc.

Well that all goes fine, so I taxi in uneventfully, shut down, inform MX, and go back inside to tell the supervisor I was NORDO.

Lt Col type: "You weren't NORDO"

Young, steely eyed IP(me) : "What?"

Lt Col type: "You were hot mike, the WHOLE time. They have you on tape."

Crestfallen IP (me): "Ah *(&%^%#!"

I had jammed up departure, arrival, tower, and ground with my breathing (through a oxygen mask no less). And of course, they got to hear all my comments to myself such as:

"What's wrong with this (*^%*&* thing!?!"
"I gotta fly all of this procedure?"
"Down, 3 green, flaps fulls, 2 good hydros..."

I should've caught a clue after I'd cleared the runway.
I had been a waiting for a while for the green light from tower to taxi to the chocks...

Talking to myself: "Come on guys, give me a green light"

1 sec later: (PING!) Nice shiny green light!

I'm glad I only THOUGHT that it was a great Jedi mind trick...

For future reference, if you think you're NORDO, shut the hell up!

Fly Safe!

FastCargo
 
Metro752 said:
Whats a preacher doing on a private jet!
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Quite a few of the bigger names do.

Jesse Duplantis is perhaps the best known, he's flown around for years in a Citation II. However last I heard he was upgrading to the Citation X. He says its going to help him reach more of the world faster! :rolleyes:

The offerings must be good at his place!
 
stuck mic

I had spent a couple of days flying a Baron with the old style PTT- push forward to talk to the outside world- pull back to talk on intercom. I was with a student in a Cessna-regular PTT- at the end of the flight- I was telling him something as we were taxiing back to fuel, he looked at me and said 'you don't have to push that (PTT) to talk to me'... 'Uhh ooops'
 
The standard lineup checklist for the T-37 was something along the lines of "line on line, point on point, 5 green, no red, no amber, canopy down, flaps set, two good engines" or somesuch, and it was required verbiage before releasing brakes for initial takeoff. As luck would have it, a solo student gets a stuck mic right after acknowledging his takeoff clearance from the RSU, and his next words on frequency were something to the effect of

"Line on line, point on... oh %&$@ that, let's do it!"

At which point he blasted off. Needless to say, as soon as his mic unstuck, he was informed to "make the next one a full stop" and got an unsat for the sortie for checklist discipline.

Gotta hate the "surface to air unsat!"
 
I was on the final leg of my long student cross country from Greensville SC to PDK in Atlanta. I called approach control for flight following figuring I would call tower when I was 10 miles out.

It was a beautiful day, and I was singing in the airplane, and I am a lousy singer. I wondered why the frequency was so quiet. Finally I checked in with the controller and told him I wanted to call tower. He informed me that my mike was stuck and that he had to switch all traffic to another frequency. DOH! It must have been at least 10 minutes. At least nobody knew me.
 
Now I've seen it all

Doesn't that Copeland kook have his own private airport in the Dallas area with something like a paved 7000' runway with an ILS?

What a scam! The Lord and saviour Jesus H. Christ says Brett Hull needs a, wait make it TWO G-V's to spread the word of golf since the hockey season is sunk. If only 45,000 of you donate $2,000 to the cause, you're assured a spot in golf heaven - right next to me! DON'T BE A SINNER! DONATE NOW!
 
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Back in my T-38 Instructor days .... my student and I are signing out for the jet at the Supervisor of Flying (SOF) Desk (usually manned by a major or higher ... today it's a Lt Col and former T-Bird)... usually this is kind of a formal affair and a fairly large room with a big situation board with all the tail numbers, who's flying them, their destination etc... anyways ... speaker in the background is selectable and today it is tuned to the MOA freq (common freq used in the practice area). The T-38 is constantly hot mic as far as intercom goes (to facilitate instruction) ... but today the transmission button sticks and ................. instantly my virgin ears are ASSAULTED by the familiar voice of a squadron mate as he alternately grunts (pulling G's) and descriptively relives to the other guy in the jet each and every sexual position, bondage fantasy fulfilled and master/slut game he performed the previous night with some bar bimbo he picked up. In a 2 minute hot mic recorded period, the SOF counted 47 instances of GRAPHIC PROFANITY sufficient to make a seasoned porn "actress" blush! Had to admit (in between the laughter and "holey sheet, did he really just say that" outbursts), I was beginning to stir "down there" just a bit! <g>
 
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Caution, this is awful: I was flying with a student in a 152 on his first lesson. There was only one other plane on frequency. About thirty minutes into the flight, the other guy declares an emergency on tower freq. and says, "I'm going down!" He pressed the mic button the whole way. We could hear him hyperventilating and talking to himself. The last thing he said was something like "I'm going to hit the school!". It sounded like he hit some trees. We heard the impact, heard tree branches breaking, heard him screaming. Then it was silent and my student and I are just staring wide-eyed and shaking our heads. A minute or so later we hear a faint "help" over the freq. We start yelling at the guy, "ARE YOU OKAY? WHERE ARE YOU?" There are a lot of hills by the airport so the tower was unable to hear him. The guy on the ground never let go of the mic so he couldn't hear us and didn't know if anyone could hear him. He was going into shock and saying strange things. Meanwhile, we start buzzing past every school (at 90kts) we knew of in the 50sq. mile area where he could have gone down. We found him at the second school we tried. He'd missed the playground and crashed into a lemon orchard. We circled the site and guided a rescue helicopter to the orchard. The guy didn't let go of the mic until the rescue crew took hold of him.

The pilot lived. My student is now a Multi-Comm rated pilot with a unique "first-flight" story.
 
Years ago, my FO and I were getting along great laughing and carrying on almost the whole flight from Syracuse to IAD. We were trying to out do each other making sounds (voice sounds that is and yes we were were in our 20s). By this time we were on Dulles approach freqency.

Well, I took a deep breath in to regale him with my most excellent animal sound. Unfortunately, instead of selecting the intercomm switch, I pushed the PTT switch and let out an excellent 10 second rendition of a cow: hhhhhhhmmmmmmmMMMMMMMOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHhhhhh!

After IAD responded with "OOOkkkaaayyy?" We almost had to go hold somewhere we were laughing so hard.
 
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Caution, this is awful: I was flying with a student in a 152 on his first lesson. There was only one other plane on frequency. About thirty minutes into the flight, the other guy declares an emergency on tower freq. and says, "I'm going down!" He pressed the mic button the whole way. We could hear him hyperventilating and talking to himself. The last thing he said was something like "I'm going to hit the school!". It sounded like he hit some trees. We heard the impact, heard tree branches breaking, heard him screaming. Then it was silent and my student and I are just staring wide-eyed and shaking our heads. A minute or so later we hear a faint "help" over the freq. We start yelling at the guy, "ARE YOU OKAY? WHERE ARE YOU?" There are a lot of hills by the airport so the tower was unable to hear him. The guy on the ground never let go of the mic so he couldn't hear us and didn't know if anyone could hear him. He was going into shock and saying strange things. Meanwhile, we start buzzing past every school (at 90kts) we knew of in the 50sq. mile area where he could have gone down. We found him at the second school we tried. He'd missed the playground and crashed into a lemon orchard. We circled the site and guided a rescue helicopter to the orchard. The guy didn't let go of the mic until the rescue crew took hold of him.

The pilot lived. My student is now a Multi-Comm rated pilot with a unique "first-flight" story.
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That's an amazing story.
 
Well this happened to us today at LA center (133.55 or 127.38 I think?)
I swear, I’m not kidding ya.

Skywest: " Ladies and Gentleman; from the flight deck, your captain bla bla blab la bla"

..silence

Me : "Thanks captain sir! We appreciate it!"

UAL: "not bad rookie."

Center: "give me a break!"
 
It didn’t take to long doh (all the fun) since it was a pretty dang busy day today in the LA/Palmdale/Victorville area.. lot’s of cb’s to avoid!
 
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