Annual Excursion
The Tiger's last annual expired on October 31st, so I arranged with Hortman Aviation to have them conduct the annual inspection on the Tiger. When I was shopping for an airplane, I hired Hortman to inspect a potential purchase. Hortman found, among other problems, a small crack in the engine mount. To me, that was evidence that Hortman paid exceptionally close attention and knew these planes well. And they should -- Hortman was a major Tiger dealer when the airplanes were being manufactured, and still has several available for rent.
Hortman is located at the Northeast Philadelphia airport, which is - you guessed it - northeast of Philadelphia. A friend, Gashaw, volunteered to fly another plane up to bring me back, so we set off on the afternoon of October 31st to deliver the Tiger for its annual.
I have been billing in excess of 200 hours per month the last few months, and hadn't flown in a while. The flight of an hour and fifteen minutes was beautiful and just what I needed to decompress a little. It was a gorgeous day, with clear skies, only the lightest haze, and moderate winds. I chose to go east, through the corridor of airspace between Baltimore and Washington, northeast across the Chesapeake Bay and Delaware, and up the east side of Philadelphia.
The low sun softly lit the fields and marshes with a gentle orange glow, and I kicked myself for not having a camera. Then I remembered my new iPhone, which has a camera built in. I took the photo out the side window, above, then tried to catch a snapshot out the windscreen and over the nose of the plane. For some reason, the spinning propeller created horizontal lines in the picture....
The wind was from the southeast at around 10 knots, and the control tower cleared me to land on Runway 24. As I turned into the setting sun on final approach, I was struck by the beauty of the sunset illuminating the Philadelphia skyline. A minute from touchdown, keeping one eye on my airspeed and final approach path, I fumbled with my iPhone to catch my favorite photo of the flight. (Click on the photo to see an enlargement.)
As we climbed to out initial altitude of 3,000 feet, the city of Philadelphia was just off our left wing, and a rising crescent moon was directly off our nose. It was beautiful and serene, and reminded me how much I enjoy flying at night.
3 Comments:
I'm hoping too. I need some freedom from tyranny...
who's the tyrant?
From an unknown aircraft waiting in a very long takeoff queue: "I'm fn bored."
Ground Traffic Control: "Last aircraft transmitting, identify yourself immediately!"
Unknown aircraft: "I said I was fn bored, not fn stupid!"
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