LEG 1 - Cessna 152 - Gastonia, NC (KAKH) - Mountain Air, NC (2NCO)
LEG 2 - Cessna 172 - Mountain Air, NC (2NC0) - Andrews-Murphy, NC (KRHP)
LEG 3 - Cessna 182 - Andrews-Murphy, NC (KRHP) - Tyndall AFB, FL (KPAM)
LEG 4 - T-34 Mentor - Tyndall AFB, FL (KPAM) - New Orleans, LA (KNEW)
LEG 5 - PA-28 Warrior - New Orleans, LA (KNEW) - Beaumont, TX (KBPT)
LEG 6 - PA-32 Lance - Beaumont, TX (KBPT) - Temple, TX (KTPL)
Time for LEG 7! I put up my Christmas lights today…so I need to start putting down some mileage!
The 7th airplane type in my logbook came just two week after my introduction to the PA-32 Lance. Another of Ramp 66’s fleet was the one-off Cessna 172RG that was also in their Part 135 fleet. My logbook shows that on Sept. 9, 1995, my best friend Peter once again checked me out in this plane N6289R with three instrument approaches including and ILS at MYR, an ILS at CRE, and a VOR approach at CRE. We also practiced an emergency gear extension. According to my logbook, this was all done “under the hood”.
Getting ready to fire up in Temple, Texas for the 253 nm flight to Midland International Air and Space Port (sounds exotic!), Texas.
The “RG” is a pretty basic airplane. Not a whole lot of power, and probably not really worth the complexity and upkeep of a retraction system for the added speed. The O-360 engine is fantastic though - reliable, light on maintenance, and just a nice powerplant.
Anyone who has seen the sickly looking gear retraction sequence of the RG would beg to fly a fixed gear Cessna 177 Cardinal, which was just about as fast as an RG if it had wheel pants. The electro-hydraulic powerpack would scream and whine in a very odd pulsating fashion, and each time you retracted the gear you wondered if something had broken in all that mayhem…
Central Texas…looking rather dry and dusty down there…
The Alabeo Cessna 172RG was built for an older version of X-Plane (maybe 9/10?) but it still works pretty well. It needs a trim adjustment since high speed cruise results in full forward trim, so you have to back off the throttle a bit. The panel is just about what I flew, although we didn’t have the fancy-dancy fuel flow indicator. Everything else looks pretty much exactly like the panel we had though.
More sorta drab looking Central Texas. Can someone turn on a sprinkler or something? Fertilize some grass?
Finally running across some greener areas with more trees…!
A bit of clouds forming…but nothing terrible…
Ortho scenery is just amazing. This little patch is a picture…so it is unique…and the entire world is like that if you use ortho…
CFI Lou Ferrigno and student Dale Earnhardt Jr… Lou looks hungry. Hope he doesn’t go full Hulk…
After a couple of hours - we slide on into Midland, TX Air & Space Port…!
We are instructed to taxi to the huge hangar on the south side of the field. We have an appointment!
On the Cessna 172RG - I flew it quite a few more times over my short career at Ramp 66. Most often carrying checks or film canisters for Konica, the RG took me all over the Carolinas, Virginia, West Virginia, and some of Tennessee. My overriding memory of it is the red cockpit lighting at night and that banshee wail of the gear system.
This particular airplane (N6289R) was also the aircraft that I took my Commercial Pilot checkride in on October 3, 1995. The flight notations include chandelles, steep turns, lazy-8s, 8s on pylons, and emergency procedures. I achieved my Commercial at 265.7 hours, with 230.1 of those in aircraft and 33 hours on that darn ATC-610 simulator. My first actual commercial flight would occur on November 11, 1995 with callsign “Pelican Beach” - a .2 hour beach ride over Cherry Grove, North Myrtle Beach. I had finally earned a dollar.
My history with this plane continues just two months later on December 10, 1995 when I flew a 1.5 hour checkride for my initial CFI. It was the hardest checkride I’ve ever had. I was to demonstrate to my FAA designee examiner (who was pretending to be a student pilot) a partial panel NDB approach to Conway, SC from the right seat. My examiner, a crusty guy in all regards, smoked the entire checkride. So there I am, in my IFR “foggles”, choking on blue smoke, sweating in spite of it being December, trying to hamfist my way through a partial panel NDB approach while trying to explain it to my “student”. It was awful. But I passed. Somehow. Another memory in the RG.
A search of the registration for the aircraft shows that was exported to Panama in 2007. Who knows where she is now.