X-Virus-Scanned: clean according to Sophos on Logan.com Return-Path: Received: from oproxy2-pub.bluehost.com ([67.222.39.60] verified) by logan.com (CommuniGate Pro SMTP 5.4c3j) with SMTP id 4946315 for flyrotary@lancaironline.net; Thu, 14 Apr 2011 12:11:51 -0400 Received-SPF: pass receiver=logan.com; client-ip=67.222.39.60; envelope-from=jslade@canardaviation.com Received: (qmail 14231 invoked by uid 0); 14 Apr 2011 16:11:13 -0000 Received: from unknown (HELO host296.hostmonster.com) (66.147.240.96) by oproxy2.bluehost.com with SMTP; 14 Apr 2011 16:11:13 -0000 DomainKey-Signature: a=rsa-sha1; q=dns; c=nofws; s=default; d=canardaviation.com; h=Received:Message-ID:Date:From:User-Agent:MIME-Version:To:Subject:References:In-Reply-To:Content-Type:Content-Transfer-Encoding:X-Identified-User; b=B7z40EgMUwgWGjK/g40diGe7LXpA34kV4oVxmhU3ok64CrwIUUgJWuxkYxr/FgNtQIBm3mr7fi05ZFo1mN+i1HI8wJpBtAMtX/enjYNi5dq38EftluE8Ji6F1qqnfRz9; Received: from c-75-69-1-4.hsd1.vt.comcast.net ([75.69.1.4] helo=[192.168.1.102]) by host296.hostmonster.com with esmtpa (Exim 4.69) (envelope-from ) id 1QAP8T-0004Oa-Hp for flyrotary@lancaironline.net; Thu, 14 Apr 2011 10:11:13 -0600 Message-ID: <4DA71C9E.6030208@canardaviation.com> Date: Thu, 14 Apr 2011 12:11:10 -0400 From: John Slade User-Agent: Mozilla/5.0 (Windows; U; Windows NT 6.1; en-US; rv:1.9.2.15) Gecko/20110303 Thunderbird/3.1.9 MIME-Version: 1.0 To: Rotary motors in aircraft Subject: Re: [FlyRotary] Glider skills References: In-Reply-To: Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-1; format=flowed Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit X-Identified-User: {3339:host296.hostmonster.com:instanu1:trickysites.com} {sentby:smtp auth 75.69.1.4 authed with jslade+trickysites.com} OK, since we're quiet, I have a story too. Emergencies are usually over very quickly. This one lasted 20 minutes.... I took on severe icing during a long voice controlled decent through 15k of cloud in a Jet Provost and quickly became unable to climb on full power. Ended up at 400 feet, full power, clean, 2 miles out and still descending. Crossed the fence, still clean and at full power with the controller yelling "gear, gear, gear". The clunk of the gear preceded the thump of touchdown by about a second. It took quite a few beers to get over that one. :)