Learning to fly at the foot of the Rockies has special appeal, but the flight school that taught me has closed; the owner has retired. Click here to find a flight school near you.
When a student pilot finally gets his ticket, he's traditionally told "Here's your license to learn." I did just that. Specifically, I learned several ways to run out of gas. Click here for rest of the story.
It was February 6, 1995, a beautiful day at the foot of the Rocky Mountains. I pre-flighted Cessna 80893 right after lunch, planning some "patch" work - a few touch-and-gos and maybe a bit in the practice area. Click here for the rest of the story.
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