This was my first week back at work full time since "retiring" a few years ago. And what a week it was.
I had done a little bit earlier this spring but this past week it hit the fan. I knew what was coming. I was hoping for a slow week to get back in the groove but it didn't happen like that.
From Monday morning at 6am till around 11am Saturday, I put 52 hours on the Thrush and about 190 takeoffs and landings.
I didn't hit anything but I did have a couple of pucker up moments. First one happened as I was coming back to the airport for another load and smelled smoke. I started looking around and then the cockpit started getting smoky. I was just about to land in a field or turnrow when the smoke started clearing and the smell started to lighten up. I was about a mile from the runway so I got back and landed and stopped to take a look. Turns out the radio had "fried" for some reason. I talked to the boss and he said that it had happened before, so after checking it out, I determined it was safe to go, so off I went without a radio.
Second OH CRAP moment happened as I was trimming a field with a big warehouse type building on one side. I started in on my trim pass beside the building and as I got closer I saw two guy wires coming off the top of the building into the field. Luckily, I saw it and pulled away from it and all was well except for needing some new underwear.
After being out for a few years, it all came right back to me and it felt like I had never quit. I also realized that I still have the same "good" habits and unfortunately, I still have some of the old "bad" habits. I'm working on the bad ones and trying to do better.
All in all it was a great week. I posted a few weeks ago about my first day back this year and how I felt physically. After a week, I am sore from my head to my toes, but I feel great.
We are off Sunday, then back at it 6am Monday.
I had done a little bit earlier this spring but this past week it hit the fan. I knew what was coming. I was hoping for a slow week to get back in the groove but it didn't happen like that.
From Monday morning at 6am till around 11am Saturday, I put 52 hours on the Thrush and about 190 takeoffs and landings.
I didn't hit anything but I did have a couple of pucker up moments. First one happened as I was coming back to the airport for another load and smelled smoke. I started looking around and then the cockpit started getting smoky. I was just about to land in a field or turnrow when the smoke started clearing and the smell started to lighten up. I was about a mile from the runway so I got back and landed and stopped to take a look. Turns out the radio had "fried" for some reason. I talked to the boss and he said that it had happened before, so after checking it out, I determined it was safe to go, so off I went without a radio.
Second OH CRAP moment happened as I was trimming a field with a big warehouse type building on one side. I started in on my trim pass beside the building and as I got closer I saw two guy wires coming off the top of the building into the field. Luckily, I saw it and pulled away from it and all was well except for needing some new underwear.
After being out for a few years, it all came right back to me and it felt like I had never quit. I also realized that I still have the same "good" habits and unfortunately, I still have some of the old "bad" habits. I'm working on the bad ones and trying to do better.
All in all it was a great week. I posted a few weeks ago about my first day back this year and how I felt physically. After a week, I am sore from my head to my toes, but I feel great.
We are off Sunday, then back at it 6am Monday.