As great as it was to fly all over the Los Angeles basin and out into the desert with Adam, yesterday was really the image in my head that brought me down to Santa Monica airport to begin with. I soared over the Malibu coastline, checked in with SoCal and then looked across at Nell. She smiled at...

There is tremendous satisfaction in flying precisely by instruments. Keeping the altitude at exactly four thousand five hundred feet as you glide along held in the fingertips of the atmosphere is an accomplishment. As it becomes more and more automatic, so that you can both keep the altitude...

This weekend was the whole plan coming together, as if there were a plan. But at 12:30pm on Saturday afternoon, Adam and I climbed into our rented Piper Cherokee (N777VP) and took off from Santa Monica into the most gorgeous, clear, vibrant, Southern California sky you can imagine. Adam was at the...

Bob was along for the ride and took a ton of photographs. Proposed Schedule for the Trip 0800 Depart the studio 0815 arrive at Santa Monica Airport (SMO) 0830 Take off 1000 Arrive Henderson Executive Airport (HND) The contractor will meet us there and bring us to the site. 1130 return to HND, first...

This is the last of the Germany flight posts and while the airplane was conventional all the rest of the flight was not. When I returned from flying the Katana my host at the Max Planck noticed I was beaming and asked about my morning. Much to his surprise he was immediately subjected to my usual...

Yesterday I flew to Las Vegas in a Diamond DA40. Robert Stewart is a salesman for US Aero. Because I really can't consider a plane seriously without flying it on what would be a standard flight for me (to Las Vegas to visit some projects), Robert was nice enough to agree to the long flight. Bob...

Tomorrow will be a visit to Las Vegas. That's where I have a couple architecture projects. I have tired of the cattle cars that SouthWest flies, and I can't bring myself to charge my clients for tickets on the higher-priced airlines (they assign seats, but they take longer to load the plane, too)....

by Rinker Buck I am not sure yet how these book reviews will work. I feel a little silly writing things here that I know are easily found with a few clicks on Amazon.Com. Nonetheless: Rinker Buck is fifteen years old and his brother Kern is seventeen years old. It is 1966 and they fly across the...

When I finally figured out how to find the smaller airports in the Stuttgart area I began shamelessly emailing flying clubs asking if I might take a ride in one of their planes. I emailed several glider clubs and one motorflugzeug club. I had only one response, and it was from a very nice fellow...

by Clyde Edgerton I am always a little curious about this sort of book. Mr. Edgerton has published a bunch books and eight of them were New York Times best sellers. So does his editor say, "Write anything you want, Clyde," or does Clyde fight to publish this non-fiction account of his flying and...