I’m sitting in my hotel room in ORF even though I should be sitting in the back of an ERJ to JFK. For whatever reason, we’re scheduled for a deadhead back to JFK, then a single leg to IAH tonight. It’s not looking like we’ll make it to IAH on time, even with the 3 hour sit in JFK we had scheduled, as the ERJ still hasn’t even left JFK for ORF. Luckily, I noticed it before I packed up my computer and told the captain who decided we didn’t have to go to the airport yet. It’s always better…
I talked to Berck tonight. His first flight yesterday from JFK to DFW he didn’t touch the controls at all, just talked on the radio. He said he felt eight steps behind whatever he was supposed to be doing. Today he actually flew. He said taking off was nothing like the sim. And then he had to do a visual approach into JFK, following the dreaded white rabbit, one of the most difficult approaches in the country… ON HIS FIRST APPROACH EVER. Most airline pilots spend years as first officers flying into little podunk airports before they ever fly these…
Woohoo! (On Facebook). I’ve looked long and hard to find something else that will import data from crewtrac, but have not been successful. It doesn’t looks like I’m going to have much time off. Just enough to go home next week for two nights, I hope.
The picture Jonah took before I left. It’s not the best quality, but you guys all seem anxious to know what it looks like. It looks like a pilot uniform, but without the hat or jacket…
Thursday, June 5: We are on a ferry in the Aegean; it’s a beautiful day, though a little hazy, warm but with a quite cooling breeze from the ship plowing through air and water. The resulting temperature is just about perfect. We were supposed to be traipsing around Jerusalem about now, but plans change. It all started when Berck’s dad Jim told him he wanted to use his travel benefits (Berck’s parents can fly free too) to go somewhere he’d never been, and he’d pay for Berck and me to go too if we wanted. I would have to take…