It looks like a CAVOK day where I am, but if you were to climb to 4,000 feet or so above ground, you'd see the haze lawyer that is enveloping the ground:
You are breathing that shit.
This is a rotating beacon at a small airport. The beacon tower itself may be a survivor from the days of the lighted airways.
I find it hard to regard Maule airplanes with tricycle gear as being anything other than an abomination in the eyes of the Gods of Aviation.
Putting tricycle gear on a Maule is like putting tires with a M speed rating on a Porsche.
A rather pretty Cessna 150:
CAVOK is a curse word for me. I was stationed somewhere not in the US of A, and found out that CAVOK observations were the norm, no matter what the conditions really were. If the official forecast stated X, the observation would follow the forecast. Took me a week to catch on to which reports were reliable, and which were junk. Good thing they taught limited data and satellite forecasting at school!
ReplyDelete... and if we only had a nickel for every bad weather forecast we've received ......
ReplyDeleteReminds me of my flight training in the mid-90's. Hit 2-3,000 ft just south of Dallas-Fort Worth and you suddenly saw the nasty crap you were breathing...
ReplyDeleteBearsense, you'd have a large stack of nickels. It was GIGO - garbage in, garbage out, in that first week. It took me a week to figure out the dependable sites vs the rest, since some reported reality sometimes. If I had the information back then that I can pull up on my iPad now, I'd have gotten the remote forecasts right every time - instead of most of the time. If wishes were fishes...
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