Or, Thems the ways it goes...
So, the day after New Years, we're on a trip that takes us from home base, to Music City, to City of the Rising Dead Bird, then south of the border, WAY south, to Honduras, sit for a while and then bring them back. Supposed to have been 8 days on the road, most of that outside of the US.
We were flying the airplane into Music City tonight, the night before, so we could be ready for an early launch tomorrow. And as we're descending into the approach we get a lovely CAS (caution and advisory system) message announcing the right engine chip detector has... detected. Great. It's a white message in the air, as opposed to amber or red, only because there's not a blasted thing we can do about it while we're flying.
Of course as soon as we touch down it goes all amber and chimes at us.
Now, rather than racking up nearly 15 hours of flight pay, we're possibly losing this trip and stuck here.
Dammit, I'm trying to bank enough in flight pay each month to pick up my rotary rating by the end of the summer.
And with that I'm done whining.