Stacy 0 #26 February 25, 2004 On My *first* skydiving trip in Dec of '01 I dressed normally for the plane, but carried on my gear bag (no biggie, looks like a big backpack, but left the helmet, my old protec, hangign off the side of it. The looks I got were great. Heard lots of "mommy, she has a helmet...." I flew a bizarre charter airline last October that seemed to have an excess of pets on it. Felt like I was flying on Old MacDonalds Farm. ugh. __ Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
bch7773 0 #27 February 25, 2004 most interesting flight for me was a flight a long time ago with my family. It was a connection and our plane comes in late, so we all run like crazy to the gate, and make it onto the plane during final boarding. so we all are hot and tired, and you guessed it, the plane's ventilation system breaks. also, the flight was absolutely packed, so it gets really hot and stuffy. so we spent the next 30 minutes sweating and cursing, then they made us all march to another gate to switch planes. ugh. MB 3528, RB 1182 Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
slug 1 #28 February 25, 2004 >> and the chicks behind us keep hitting our seats and getting up and down and ahhh it was SO annoying! >> Wife was recovering from neck surgery (collar etc).We're flying somewhere. Flight sold out. A little kid is sitting next to it's mommy and behind my wife. Kid keeps on kicking the back of my wife's seat. Wife tells mommy she just had surgery, kids kicking is causeing her pain. Mommy tells kids to be nice. Kid keeps on kicking back of wife seat. Wife tells mommy again, ditto. Kid keeps on kicking back of wifes seat so she turns around and tells mommy if she doesn't control the kid the wife's going to chop off the kids legs, sew his mouth shut and put him in the overhead rack. Mommy switch's seats with kid so the rest of the flight the kids sitting behind me. But he's not kicking the back of my seat either. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites Snowbird 0 #29 February 25, 2004 QuoteMommy switch's seats with kid so the rest of the flight the kids sitting behind me. But he's not kicking the back of my seat either. That's choice. Oh yeah. Women and cats will do as they please, and men and dogs should relax and get used to the idea. -Robert A. Heinlein Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites peacefuljeffrey 0 #30 February 25, 2004 I'm not crazy about flying in a plane not piloted by me... DZ planes excepted. I trust them because the pilot's a skydiver in a lot of cases, and at SoBe, Ron the owner often flies right seat. (Vested interest in the flight succeeding, etc.) So I was on a flight to Utah in May 2003, with people from work, on a work-related trip. We had a connection in Houston, which was socked in with the worst fog I've ever seen. That and rain. And thunderstorms. (Read: CONVECTION) Well, the landing went fine, and we had a layover. When we were on the connecting flight out from Houston to Salt Lake City, we were climbing out and were probably in the teens or so of altitude when we started hitting SCARY severe turbulence. Now, I'm a private pilot and a motion-junkie, so I normally like a bit of whoopsie-daisy -- but not this. I was pretty blanched. It was like two giants had each grabbed a wingtip and were snapping them up and down repeatedly. Harder and harder, until one final one that pretty much had everyone on the plane yelping and looking around at each other with wide eyes. I'm normally calm in turbulence, but as I said, this was beyond what I was used to, amused by, or comfortable with. Well, moments after that last HUGE jolt (pressed-into-your-seatbelt, arms-and-legs-in-the-air force), we saw several flight attendants rushing toward the back of the plane. I was half-expecting them to be fighting some electrical fire or something due to a stress fracture in the airframe. But nope. What had happened was there was an attendant in the tail area and she and a big heavy cart had gone up into the air, and the cart had come back down on her and smashed her pelvis, so that one leg was dislocated (according to someone i knew who was in the rear and had seen or heard what had happened.) Our t.v. screens were showing the plane's progress across the country depicted as a graphic, and soon I saw we were veering a bit. Nothing was said to us for a good twenty minutes, and then the captain told us that we were diverting to Dallas, and the flight attendant was med-evaced off the rear exit of the plane. We were fueled and reinspected, and in that same scary plane we made it safely to Salt Lake City. Two weeks later, we were in SLC waiting in the gate when we spoke with a man who had heard about a flight where they hit severe turbulence and someone got hurt! I don't know how he heard about it (it don't think it made the papers but maybe it did), but we were like, "That was our flight!!" Now, I avoid flying as much as I can, even to the point of driving from FL to NY -- but the reason is not fear of flying, it's disgust, anger, frustration and contempt for the prick-fuck-bastards doing the so-called "security." The TSA should rot in hell. Bunch of fuckin' fascist useless shitwads. --Jeffrey "With tha thoughts of a militant mind... Hard line, hard line after hard line!" Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites Chute 0 #31 February 25, 2004 Damn I thought I had a bad weekend!Bottomless Beers and Blue Skies! * Brother_Brian * D.S.W.F.S.B. #2 Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites Prev 1 2 Next Page 2 of 2 Join the conversation You can post now and register later. If you have an account, sign in now to post with your account. Note: Your post will require moderator approval before it will be visible. 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Snowbird 0 #29 February 25, 2004 QuoteMommy switch's seats with kid so the rest of the flight the kids sitting behind me. But he's not kicking the back of my seat either. That's choice. Oh yeah. Women and cats will do as they please, and men and dogs should relax and get used to the idea. -Robert A. Heinlein Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
peacefuljeffrey 0 #30 February 25, 2004 I'm not crazy about flying in a plane not piloted by me... DZ planes excepted. I trust them because the pilot's a skydiver in a lot of cases, and at SoBe, Ron the owner often flies right seat. (Vested interest in the flight succeeding, etc.) So I was on a flight to Utah in May 2003, with people from work, on a work-related trip. We had a connection in Houston, which was socked in with the worst fog I've ever seen. That and rain. And thunderstorms. (Read: CONVECTION) Well, the landing went fine, and we had a layover. When we were on the connecting flight out from Houston to Salt Lake City, we were climbing out and were probably in the teens or so of altitude when we started hitting SCARY severe turbulence. Now, I'm a private pilot and a motion-junkie, so I normally like a bit of whoopsie-daisy -- but not this. I was pretty blanched. It was like two giants had each grabbed a wingtip and were snapping them up and down repeatedly. Harder and harder, until one final one that pretty much had everyone on the plane yelping and looking around at each other with wide eyes. I'm normally calm in turbulence, but as I said, this was beyond what I was used to, amused by, or comfortable with. Well, moments after that last HUGE jolt (pressed-into-your-seatbelt, arms-and-legs-in-the-air force), we saw several flight attendants rushing toward the back of the plane. I was half-expecting them to be fighting some electrical fire or something due to a stress fracture in the airframe. But nope. What had happened was there was an attendant in the tail area and she and a big heavy cart had gone up into the air, and the cart had come back down on her and smashed her pelvis, so that one leg was dislocated (according to someone i knew who was in the rear and had seen or heard what had happened.) Our t.v. screens were showing the plane's progress across the country depicted as a graphic, and soon I saw we were veering a bit. Nothing was said to us for a good twenty minutes, and then the captain told us that we were diverting to Dallas, and the flight attendant was med-evaced off the rear exit of the plane. We were fueled and reinspected, and in that same scary plane we made it safely to Salt Lake City. Two weeks later, we were in SLC waiting in the gate when we spoke with a man who had heard about a flight where they hit severe turbulence and someone got hurt! I don't know how he heard about it (it don't think it made the papers but maybe it did), but we were like, "That was our flight!!" Now, I avoid flying as much as I can, even to the point of driving from FL to NY -- but the reason is not fear of flying, it's disgust, anger, frustration and contempt for the prick-fuck-bastards doing the so-called "security." The TSA should rot in hell. Bunch of fuckin' fascist useless shitwads. --Jeffrey "With tha thoughts of a militant mind... Hard line, hard line after hard line!" Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Chute 0 #31 February 25, 2004 Damn I thought I had a bad weekend!Bottomless Beers and Blue Skies! * Brother_Brian * D.S.W.F.S.B. #2 Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
