2005-05-13 14:21 | fche blog flying Hope Air mission seven
Maybe it was the lack of food, but yesterday’s flying got boring.
I and my giant-of-a-human-being co-pilot Charlie Rampulla delivered two passengers from London to Sault Ste. Marie yesterday. There really isn’t much more to say about the flight: it was clear smooth VFR so the flying was easy; we flew high so the sights were merely ordinary; our passengers were resting quietly. This is quite a change.
We tried to occupy ourselves with diagnosing a small electrical problem connected to the new Garmin GNS-430 in the airplane, and to just learn to use the box. But even that didn’t last: we just turned on the autopilot and sort of semi-snoozed quietly to the droning engines.
It’s not supposed to be like that. It’s supposed to be a challenge. Bad weather, constant decision-making, planning, monitoring, worrying … Too many more flights like this one, and I’ll have to start believing that, to commercial jet pilots, it’s “just a job”.