OT - JOKE - CNN

His trip-request approval in hand, the CNN News photographer quickly used his cell phone to call the local airport to charter a flight. He was told a twin-engine plane would be waiting for him at the airport.

Arriving at the airfield, he spotted a plane warming up outside a hanger.
He jumped in with his bag, slammed the door shut, and shouted, 'Let's go'.
The pilot gave him a big smile, taxied out, swung the plane into the wind and took off.

Once in the air, the photographer instructed the pilot --
'Fly over the valley and make low passes so I can take pictures of the fires on the hillsides.'

'Why?' asked the pilot.
'Because I'm the photographer for CNN' , he responded, 'and I need to get some close up shots.'


The pilot was strangely silent for a moment.

Finally he stammered . . .


'So . . . what you're telling me is . . .


You're NOT my flight instructor?'
 
Hi supergrumpy: I can really relate to that feeling all the way back to first solo when I slowly turned and there was no instructor with me at all. I also had a feeling of freedom,, now I can do it my way.. ag
 
This might fit the thread.

I recently read a book by a WWII Marine fighter pilot recounting his involvment in the war.

At one point, he described being in flight school at the Naval Air Station at Memphis. They were still using two seat, open cockpit trainers. One day one of the students forgot to buckle his seat belt. During the course of the flight, the instructor pulled the airplane up into a loop and when the plane was upside down at the top of the loop, the student fell out.

All the way back to the base, the instructor was trying to figure out how he would break the news to his CO that he'd lost a student out of his airplane. Just as the instructor landed and taxied the plane up to the flight line, the student walked up dragging an opened parachute.

The student may have forgotten to buckle his seat belt, but at least he had the presence of mind to pop his parachute.
 
After my first civilian solo, got my shirt torn off as part of "tradition"; remains of my shirt were nailed on a wall.

After my first military solo, got thrown in a water trough; then went to get drunk at the officer's club.

Nowadays I'd probably have to remove my shoes and drawers before boarding a plane!
 
On a very cold feb. morning my flight instructer said after a few touch an goes to pull off by the hanger. He said let me out and do a go around and come back to him. Wow! I thought, on the down wind I got thinking, their is no one to help me. My knees started banging together and my palms were swetting profusly. I just remembered what he told me and it all worked out.Listen to your instructer.
Brad
 
After my first civilian solo, got my shirt torn off as part of "tradition"; remains of my shirt were nailed on a wall.



Shirt heck! They nailed my wallet to the wall. David...............
 
When the instructer got out and closed the door, that right seat looked so empty, and I felt very alone.
 
My dad was a tailgunner in 4 engine Halifax bomber. He said it was a little scary the first couple a times time taking off in training. He was looking backwards as the plane went down the runway and when it lifted off, he was looking right at the ground. He said they also did barrel rolls in training. Sadly he was the only survivor of his crew after being blown out of the plane over Munster, Germany, with the bombs still on board. March 25, 1945. Dave
 

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