Ha another boring writeup... I remember vividly sitting in a float plane some 10+ years ago with a 20.000+ hour ATP/CFI/CFI-I/MEI/IGI/XLI/GLI/XXL blah. Retired Ag Guy as well.
I was asked to take off from a fairly fast river and stay within 20 feet of the water to follow the river. Well, some Rivers in my neck of the woods get quite interesting, some have little islands and can have some rather funny curves. They can be tight and surrounded by massive wood. There are bridges coming out of nowhere.
So, here I sat, 150 hour pilot, well trained by a WWII fighter pilot, pretty good on stick and rudder flying working my way along the river....
It was windy. And bumpy. Did I mention it was windy?
He kept me underneath the treeline and our banks ranged from normal 15 degrees to 45 degrees. I'd say I managed. I never got too close to the trees, my altitude was 'somewhat' on. After about 7 minutes, I started to get a bit cranky. I banked a bit too much, used my rudders a bit to little, my altitude was getting funny too. It got frustrating. After about 12 minutes I flew underneath a rather high bridge, while he was sitting there with not the slightest emotion in his face.
I pointed my mistakes out myself, and started to point out that it was fairly bumpy and we had hit a few rotors from being beneath the treeline.
No answer.
~20 minutes into this flight he had me circle a little island to turn around and follow the river downstream. I "geek ed" the required 30-40 degree bank that was required to accomplish this and when I noticed that I was heading towards the trees while loosing altitude from just having turned downwind, I added full power and pulled away.
He looked over and said: "JJ, you just lost a 700 dollar job, take me home, I'm very sick." He made me descent back to his desired level and I tried following the river. It was bumpy. The floats created way more weather weather vaneing than any wheelplane ever would have and I was truly fighting the plane. Every chance I could, I increased my altitude, just to be told again that he wanted me barely over the water.
He asked for the controls.
Exchange.
The airplane was calm like a board. He continued flying for a minute and asked if I wanted to try again. Sure! :buck: Exchange. Up, down, left right, yaw, too much yaw, little high, little low.
He asked again.
Exchange.
Nothing. Not a stupid movement. His hands where barely moving. Very smooth and calm corrections. Nothing was off. He asked me to put my feet on the rudders. Okay, I can do that too! :buck:
The rudders where moving constantly. He literally OUTFLEW the turbulences. It all cooked down to anticipate, act, anticipate, act, anticipate, act. What had put my wings off level, barely moved the airplane when he was flying. His altitude was unaffected by all the funny gusts and there was never a jolt in the controls. He performed a beautyful Ag Turn - slowed down in time to touch down on one float, remain on the step, taxi around the island on the step, just to take off and ask me if I wanted him to do it again the other way around. The whole time he literally danced the ruddes, was calm on the elevator and very calm with the ailerons. I could not believe it.
Sure he was showing off. Sure he was rubbing his experience in. When I took the airplane back from him, he worked me out for almost 2.5 hours of low level flying. He said very nonchalantly: If I can do this, you can do this. He also told me several times that you can never let the airplane do what it wants when flying ag, or floats, or just on a turbulent day with passengers... it is simple, honest, constant work. I can see now, how 8-10 hours during his haydays would wear him out beyond the state of a monster. He had to learn to fly, no matter what, while not getting sick or tired or frustrated. I continued for some 14+ hours with him before my time was up. Never again did I ever sweat that much while flying. Never again was I so tired. It affected my flying in it's very basics. I became a different pilot. Sure, I have lost a lot of what he taught me, but I never had the sinking feeling of being just a tad behind the airplane again.
The video I posted (stolen from another forum) reminded me so much of myself and so many students I have seen while growing up besides a man that could calmly open a Lands End Catalog, read in it for 2 minutes without ever moving his head, just to tell me or them that the plane was a bit off heading. Just a bit off the localizer. Just a bit off the altitude. Just a bit off the speed. Sure the PTS says 100 feet and 5 degrees and unless you do nothing about a full needle deflection in an ILS you may pass.
He would just never let me accept being a "bit" off.
I believe we need to send the video to all the good instructors, who affected our flying in one way or another. FAA guys love it too, DPE's, simply everyone I have shown this video to could associate with the little guy trying so hard to please, while growing more and more frustrated.
I won't allow myself to see me as the fat guy, I can see how a check airman or experienced CFI can maybe associate himself with him, but I think the guys and gals who truly deserve the honor that went into this Examiner "character" would never be so blunt to see themselves in it. All my CFI's/ DPE's looked at the little guy and said: "Oh, look, that's me, after not identifying the morse of the ILS on my check ride". The guy in the right seat is so true to the bone, it's almost funny. I think whoever did this video at Pixar had some severe training and checks in his life.
I will remember this video for my next ground school and for when I ever start teaching someone how to fly.
Cheers,