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CAP SAREX: Trick or Treat!
By Eric McCarthy
A couple of weekends ago, my Civil Air Patrol squadron hosted a SAREX/APEX (Search And Rescue EXercise/Airborne Photography EXercise). These events are designed to simulate emergency situations so that CAP members are prepared in the event of an actual emergency, and so that members can acquire the experience needed to serve in various roles. This means that a lot of us participate in ‘trainee’ (t) roles at these exercises.
These exercises require the coordination of lots of members in different roles, many of which are ‘behind-the-scene,’ but crucial to the success of a mission. These unsung heroes make it all possible, working tirelessly to ensure everything is prepared to allow the mission to be completed successfully. Most of these exercises are planned well in advance, but their purpose is to prepare CAP members to be able to deploy at a moments’ notice. In the event of an actual emergency or disaster there won’t be more than a few hours to assemble a team and respond.
I’ve participated in several of these exercises over the years, but I won’t pretend to know all there is to know about the machinations that make an operation successful. I’ll try to ‘lift the curtain’ a little to give you at least some idea of the effort that goes into one of these exercises.
At the top of the pyramid is the Incident Commander (IC) who will oversee the entire operation; he or she will assemble a team of directors responsible for the smooth running of the various departments and their personnel.
A-4s Forever!
By Art Nalls
When I received my wings of gold in June, 1979, those bumper stickers were all over every U.S. Navy and U.S. Marine Corps jet base, and for good reasons. By that time, the A-4 “Skyhawk” built by the Douglas Aircraft Corporation, had already been in service for nearly three decades, been to war, and was a workhorse of USN and USMC jet aviation. Known as the “Scooter” and “Heinemann’s Hot Rod,” all but a few jet aviators, who were provided advanced jet training by the USAF during Viet Nam, cut their teeth in A-4’s. I carrier-qualified in a TA-4J, BuNo 158509 on May 2, 1979 with a whopping 250.2 hours of total flight time. That was the average flight time for Student Naval Aviators (SNA) making their second and final carrier qualification before being “winged” and was already fond of and comfortable with the “Skyhawk.”
Many newly minted pilots, myself included, also flew A-4s at their next duty station, prior to transition training in their actual fleet jet. I flew the OA-4Ms, assigned to Headquarters and Maintenance Squadron (H&MS-32) at MCAS Cherry Point. This version was a highly modified TA-4J, designed specifically as a platform for Forward Air Controller (FAC) Airborne. These proficiency flights were to keep me current before my Harrier flight class convened and so I could become familiar with the local course rules. It was considered too much for students to learn new course rules anda completely new airplane such as the “Harrier,” so we took baby steps. In my opinion, the multi-tone gray camo OA-4M, with its added hump back for the radios, and “MARINES” on the aft fuselage, was one of the best looking A-4s. It was just plain sexy. Flying it, however, was another story for another time, and its service with the Marines was short lived.
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Catalina’s Airport in the Sky
By Erik McCarthy
It was an ominous start to the day. I thought I had left early enough to get to the airport by the appointed time, but I forgot that every weekend everyone from LA goes to San Diego, and everyone from San Diego goes to LA, and there’s really only one way to get there: the 5 Freeway which, despite its 4 to 6 lanes, can’t adequately handle that much traffic; southbound traffic came to a screeching halt at the Oceanside VOR.
My gracious host waited patiently by his Cherokee Six for my delayed arrival - “No worries…”The weather, while passable VFR (read: marginal) at Palomar (KCRQ), was improving as my tardiness wore on – an acceptable trade off.
Bill and I had been discussing Catalina’s Grand Re-Opening following its runway reconstruction by the Marines, when I casually mentioned that I still hadn’t been there yet. A visit to The Airport in the Sky(KAVX) is seen as a “rite of passage” in Southern California – a must-do – and I’ve been here in California for six years now…
“We’ve got to fix that! Wanna go Saturday?”Um, yes I do!
Bill had made a reservation several weeks in advance of the event, which was expected to draw a hundred or so aircraft, and wanted to get there early to beat the crowd. He’d been there several times, including their “soft” re-opening a couple of weeks earlier, and was very familiar with AVX’s notorious mountaintop runway. This would be a great “introduction” for me.
The Fort Wayne Air Show Features Thunderbirds
By Mike Heilman
The Indiana Air National Guard 122ndFighter Wing based at the Fort Wayne, Ind. International Airport hosted the 2019 Fort Wayne Air Show and Open House. The 122ndknown as the “Blacksnakes” is home to the Fairchild Republic built A-10C “Thunderbolt II” or better known as the “Warthog.” The 2019 show featured the United States Air Force F-16 Demonstration Team, the Thunderbirds.
The Thunderbirds performed at both days of the show. Capt. Michael Brewer is the Right-Wing Pilot for the Thunderbirds and is in his first year. He explains his transition to the F-16C: “I use to fly the F-15E ‘Strike Eagle’ prior to flying the F-16 with the Thunderbirds. Both aircraft are multi-role fighters with air-to-air and air-to-ground capabilities, but they are two different types of flying. The F-15E is larger and heavier so there are some differences in that respect.
Julie Clark's “Farewell Tour”
Yes, Julie Clark is on final approach, heading for the hangar one last time where there will be a lawn chair and cold beer, right? Isn’t that what a “Farewell Tour” is all about? For some, the gold watch and a condo in Boca works just fine, but if 2019 is a “Farewell” for Julie Clark, then readers need to rethink how a world class-airshow pilot defines “retirement.”
A Whole Lot of Nothin’
By Eric McCarthy
I recently flew from southern California to Henderson, NV for an aerial photo assignment. It wasn’t my first time up that way, but I had forgotten just how desolate the desert between here and there is. You see, as someone who grew up in the Boston area, the desert southwest is whole new experience – we don’t have anything like this in the northeast! The remote, unending barren wastelands are both mind-boggling and -numbing. In the wilderness of the northern New England and upstate New York, practically all undeveloped land is covered in trees; if you spot an opening in the trees, it’s probably a pond or lake, or possibly a meadow where a pond used to be. Not so in the desert southwest – there are very few signs of any life on the barren surface below. I’m sure there’s actually quite a lot of very specialized life– insects, rodents, snakes, etc. each adapted to survive the harsh conditions of the desert – but not a lot of humans down there. From our perch 8,500’ up we could see 40 or 50 miles in any direction, and there’s just more barren landscape! No settlements, no towns, few roads even – and, really, who would want to live out there anyway?
West Coast Favorites – So Far!
By Eric McCarthy
Last time I shared with you some of my favorite New England airfields. There are others, but let’s shift gears and take a look at some that I’ve discovered here in Southern California. I’ve been flying here for about five and a half years, and I fully recognize that I’ve barely scratched the surface when it come to visiting all the great airports the west coast has to offer – but, we’ve got to start somewhere. So here goes:
Santa Paula (KSZP)– Wedged in against a line of mountains to the southeast, Santa Paula is my favorite airport in Southern California. It is such an “alive” airport, full of old hangars and small aircraft of every description. I’ve flown in there a handful of times, and every time there was a busy traffic pattern full of aircraft ranging from Piper Cubs and Cessna 120s, to Decathalons and Swifts, antiques, homebuilts, and of course, more contemporary Pipers, Cessnas, and Beechcrafts. Aeroncas, Navions, Pitts’, and Extras – you name it, you’ll often find them at SZP. Pilots young and old, student and veteran, ply the pattern and ramp, lining up to refuel for another round of touch and goes or an aerobatic training session. In addition to some of the least expensive avgas around, the airport has a nice restaurant overlooking all the activity, and they’ve even got an aviation museum. Despite being non-towered, traffic sorts itself out smoothly, easily accommodating all comers. Once on the ground, open hangars reveal beautiful and pristine antiques and other aircraft in various stages of assembly. There’s a surprise around every corner! Steve McQueen, the King of Cool himself, used to keep his aircraft there in the hangar near the approach end of 22.
Speaking of runway 22, be aware of the utility lines crossing the approach near the runway – no dragging it in low! There aren’t any glide-slope indicators, but the threshold is displaced to help you over the wires and at 2,700 feet. The runway is plenty long enough for most small aircraft.
Favorite Airports
By Eric McCarthy
I’ve still got a lot of this country to explore, but now that I’ve had a chance to fly on both coasts I thought I’d talk about a couple of my favorite airports – so far! In some cases it’s location, location, location – in other words, just where the airport places you, what’s nearby. In others, it’s the airport itself – the atmosphere, if you will. This may turn into an ongoing thing, and I’d love to hear suggestions from you – I don’t know if I’ll get a chance to visit your favorites, but it’s nice to have a list of recommendations.
Since I spent most of my flying life there, let’s start on the East coast.
First up: Katama Airpark (1B2)– I know I’ve mentioned this one before but it’s really one of my all-time favorites! Katama Airpark on Martha’s Vineyard scores on both points – a great little airport and a fantastic destination. Just a short hop from almost anywhere in southern New England, the airport is located in the southeast corner of the island, just south of the picturesque town of Edgartown. Its offers three well-maintained, grass runways, although in all the times I flew there I only landed on other-than runway 21 once. Runway 21/3 is a 3,700-feet turf runway always maintained in excellent condition. The approach to 21 brings you right over Edgartown Harbor and all the beautiful homes and yachts that line Edgartown Harbor and Katama Bay. There’s usually some interesting planes parked there, and they’ve got a nice restaurant at the airport that often requires a wait to get in, but the real attraction is what’s nearby: the beach! Upon landing and paying your tiedown fee, you can taxi to a parking area literally across the street from one of the best beaches on the island. And when you’ve had enough surf, sand and sun, walk back to the road and a trolley will take you to Edgartown for shopping and restaurants. It’s been a few years since I’ve been able to get to Katama, but it’ll be high on my list when I get back to the Boston area. I can’t think of a better way to spend a summer day!
While we’re ‘at sea’ on the East coast, there are a couple of other island airports that make my list: Nantucket Memorial (KACK) and Block Island State (KBID).
Bouncing Around the Inland Empire
By Eric McCarthy
I shared in an earlier column that when I moved here to Southern California, one of the first things I did was get to work on my Commercial Pilot Certificate. I joined a local flying club with airplanes at the airport I intended to fly out of, Palomar (KCRQ), and connected to an instructor there. I decided to do this for several reasons:
First and most importantly, to improve my piloting skills; that’s pretty straightforward – as pilots, we should always be learning and striving to improve our skills, and upgrading my license would provide a great opportunity to do so.
Second, as a newcomer to Southern California, I needed to get familiarized with the area, landmarks, airspace, etc. Flying around the area with a seasoned, local instructor who understood that this was part of my motivation, provided about as good an introduction to the area as possible. As the weeks of training passed, I grew more and more familiar, and comfortable, with the area, just as I had hoped.
A Long Journey
By Eric McCarthy
The day began, as many summer days in southern California do, with a thick marine layer along the coast – only, it was no longer summer. In fact, it was late October. I had been watching the weather for several days and we were definitely in a rut – each day for the past week had featured marine layers both in the morning and late in the afternoon. The marine layer faithfully burns off by 10 a.m. mostof the time and usually doesn’t rematerialize until evening, but even that would lead to a late start for an all day flight, and could well result in a return not only into an advancing marine layer, but also at night.
With the days getting shorter and shorter, I had planned to do my night-currency takeoffs and landings during the week prior to my planned flight north, but the aforementioned marine layer had thwarted that effort. I was neither instrument nor night current and there are way too many rocks in the clouds in SoCal to be flying around in the dark with clouds if you’re not current and proficient. Time to move to ‘plan B’…
I’d be flying this mission with my friend Jerry; Jerry and his lovely wife Eileen live in Murrieta, not far from French Valley Airport (F70). Located in the Temescal Valley on the other side of a mountain range from the coast, French Valley is usually a safe weather alternative to the airports located along the coastal plain. If I could coerce, or convince, them that I’d be a good houseguest, I could depart Palomar (KCRQ) late afternoon on Saturday and reposition the plane to French Valley for our flight Sunday and spend the night at their home. This would provide several benefits including better weather, an earlier start, and saving Jerry from driving to Palomar. I could also do my night currency there under the forecast clear night skies of French Valley.
Guest Editorial: EAA Envisions a MOSAIC to Benefit All of GA
By Jack J. Pelton, CEO/Chairman of the Board, EAA
In 2013, EAA helped create a portion of the Part 23 aircraft certification reform aimed at supporting the general aviation legacy fleet. The proposal was known as the Primary Non-Commercial Category and was among the final recommendations coming out of the process, but unfortunately was never adopted within the final rulemaking. With your best interests in mind, it was time to refocus on how EAA could continue to advocate and push forward change that would benefit an even wider segment of our membership, and, specifically, the amateur-built and light-sport categories.
Fast forward three years to the fall of 2016 when Sean Elliott, EAA’s vice president of advocacy and safety, and myself met with the FAA’s Small Airplane Directorate in Kansas City, Missouri, to brainstorm concepts that eventually formed the foundation of FAA’s MOSAIC, or the Modernization of Special Airworthiness Certificates (formerly known as Permit to Fly). During these meetings nearly two years ago, EAA was the first to comprehensively explore modifications that would help the light-sport category reach its full potential and further build on the successes of the amateur-built regulations that EAA has been championing for decades.
That Kansas City meeting was indicative of how EAA has led the way advocating for major change in recreational aviation since Paul Poberezny started going to Washington, D.C., in the 1950s to set in motion development of the homebuilt rules that still benefit us today. Our conversation with the FAA squarely focused on problems and solutions to help all of us. We didn’t wait for a blue-ribbon commission or a 300-page report. Instead, as we’ve always done, we focused on how we can continue to make reform even stronger and more advantageous for our membership.
The American Museum of Natural History Looks to the Stars with Exhibits Full Moon and Dark Universe
Flying on an Empty Stomach? Refuel at Brackett Field at La Verne, California
By Donia Moore
Flying can make you really hungry. Or at least it can make you want to visit those enticing little airport restaurants that sit out by the taxi ways where you can watch the airplanes land and take off. I have really enjoyed this part of the sport since I was a child and am proud to say that I have passed that love on to my own children and grand children.
One of our favorite places to eat is the charming restaurant at La Verne’s historic Brackett Field. “Norm’s Hangar Coffee Shop,” as the restaurant is called, sits right on the taxi way. The patio is less than 300-feet from runway 26L and the Cafe pipes in Bracket Tower and Ground Control.It’s not in a hangar and it’s not run by “Norm,” but great tasting breakfasts and lunches are served by family-friendly weight staff from 7 a.m. to 3 p.m. daily. The menu is extensive and the food is great. Not gourmet, you understand, but tasty omelets, juicy burgers and steak sandwiches. If you’d look for it in the diner of your dreams, Norm’s probably makes it. Everything on the menu is fresh and homemade and the suppliers are small local businesses that owner Cathy (Norm’s daughter) supports to keep the mom and pop market strong. The tables next to the big picture windows and the outside patio give unobstructed views of all the activity on the air field. If you have any budding pilots along, they will be fascinated for the duration of your visit and will love the large model airplanes hanging from the ceiling of the coffee shop.
The American Museum of Natural History Looks to the Stars with Exhibits Full Moon and Dark Universe
By Mark Rhodes
It is likely that most associate The American Museum of Natural History with dinosaurs, the jaw- dropping habitat dioramas, and the 94-foot-long blue whale that looms in the Milstein Hall of Ocean Life. There is good reason for this, as these are iconic treasures in the museum’s collection that have helped educate and fascinate museum goers about the natural wonders of this world in generations past and no doubt for generations to come.
What some might be unaware of is the fact that the museum also celebrates wonders beyond this world. At present, the American Museum of Natural History has an exhibit entitled “Full Moon: Apollo Mission Photographs of the Lunar Landing.” In this exhibit, Artist Michael Light has curated and digitally processed photos that the Astronauts took during the Apollo missions. The public is aware of only a handful of the more than 30,000 photographs taken as part of the scientific exploration that was the Apollo program. The result is moving and the most striking and intimate images of space exploration the public has ever seen.
Ice Cream at Jaffrey
By Eric McCarthy
It was a beautiful warm summer afternoon in June of 1986. My wife had just returned from working the morning shift at the local Filene’s Department Store and, as was her way, she had befriended her manager Linda and brought her home for an impromptu luncheon. I consider myself to be a people-person – I love to meet new people and discover common interests and experiences; Sandi is a people-magnet– she just has a way of striking up a conversation with just about anyone, anywhere. It’s one of her most endearing qualities and a wonderful trait that has served us well and brought us so many dear friends over the years.
We enjoyed our lunch and then pondered what to do for the rest of the afternoon. Ideas were not forthcoming until I suggested we go get an ice cream. Great idea! Little did they know whereI wanted to get an ice cream. They would have been forgiven if they thought I meant the great little ice cream parlor called Chadwick’s just down the street from our condo in Lexington, but needless to say, that wasn’t what I had in mind… that would have been much too simple.
Their first clue that things weren’t as they expected them to be was when I got on the highway – Chadwick’s was just a mile down Concord Avenue from our home – no need to take the highway.