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December 11, 2010
Landing in a Storm
Over the marker with three green gear lights
shining brightly, flaps FULL, engines spooled up, and landing checklist complete. Fi-Fi's nav computers are in a heightened sense of self-awareness as the runway gets closer. My right hand is on the thrust levers, left hand on the stick as I monitor her behaviour. The landing lights are OFF because of the reflection from snow flakes.
At 1,000 feet radar altitude, nothing but darkness... 500 feet radar altitude, nada... 300 feet radar altitude, approach lights burning through the cold gloom... I get a hit of adrenaline from those beautiful lights. At 200 feet radar altitude the end of the runway is in sight, a bit crooked from the crosswind. I reach overhead and illuminate our world with candlepower. The instant sensation of velocity is incredible as the radiant snow flakes rush toward us at 140 knots. -- Flight Level 390: Sounding like Robert Stack
Posted by Vanderleun at December 11, 2010 12:05 AM. This is an entry on the sideblog of American Digest: Check it out.