Originally posted by LePaul
Ooey, some icing?
That's the stigmata of those early morning cargo flight in those small planes. I am so used to it that I don't even start to consider corrective actions till it exceeds 2 inches on my leading edge/fuel vent/pilot tube.
When I'm above the valley (like on the pic), I can descend to 5-6K to melt it of, but then I have to climb back to 10ich to pass the montains.
When it's not icing, it's poor visibility, like last week, landing with 100ft ceiling and a RVR of 600ft. When it's night I can usually make it because I can see the glow of the runway lights on each side. If I'm delayed by high winds, I arrive at dawn and I cannot see the lights anymore. I can do .-4 attentemps till the medecine dies and I have to fly back
I really like the job, it is teaching me a lot, the mom and pops 135 operation: flying with bunk 210 that leaks water and air right on my face, with half of the instruments non lighted, sticky airpeed and alti, no gps with a "I have to make it to save a life attitude"
When I was a CFII, I thought I was the bomb, this job proved me wrong:)
