tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2105388822488188380.post3386674420192579463..comments2023-12-14T09:39:11.582-05:00Comments on Seagulls and Guns: A Day in the Life of a Charter Pilot, or Repo Wrap Upaepilot_jimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11854001889452895184noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2105388822488188380.post-80376788109350712862012-05-02T09:07:48.256-04:002012-05-02T09:07:48.256-04:00Sounds like the compressed version of what a late ...Sounds like the compressed version of what a late friend of mine did. His wife didn't think he had a real job for the first month that they were married. Then he got a call for an over-night delivery trip and got home six weeks later! "Oh, since you are here, we need this to go to there . . ." Lather, rinse, repeat. I think she was relieved when he lost his medical fifteen years later.<br /><br />LittleRed1Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2105388822488188380.post-13763493067669304122012-04-26T02:22:06.425-04:002012-04-26T02:22:06.425-04:00We came in from the east, but swung west of the ci...We came in from the east, but swung west of the city to land to the east. So, we probably did. Sorry for the noise.aepilot_jimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11854001889452895184noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2105388822488188380.post-3239912673077969492012-04-26T01:51:33.078-04:002012-04-26T01:51:33.078-04:00Cool, if you came into Junction from the west, you...Cool, if you came into Junction from the west, you flew right over my house--we're about a mile from the end of the runway.bluesunhttp://deadmandance.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.com