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Thomas Brooks - Feb 13,2013   Viewers  | Reply
    454FB has departed Michigan and should be near X04 tomorrow evening. Sharon and I will be leaving for Tavaries early Sunday morning. We'll see all at P.A. on Tuesday.     
  
Daniel Paul Myers - Feb 14,2013   Viewers  | Reply
    Tom, did I send you hangar info yet ?     
  
Thomas Brooks - Feb 14,2013   Viewers  | Reply
    Yeah, Danny, Hanger 64, Dan Nickens should contact you tonight or tomorrow.     
  
Dan Nickens - Feb 17,2013   Viewers  | Reply
    The crunchy white stuff is good incentive to get out of town. Though some seems to be melting, the forecast was for more to come, along with blustery winter winds. The weather window could be measured in hours. I didn’t stick around to check the forecast. I headed south as soon as the engine warmed up, which couldn’t be soon enough for thin Florida blood.      Attachments:  

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Cold Start


    
  
Dan Nickens - Feb 17,2013   Viewers  | Reply
    Most of the Michigan water was frozen over. There were vehicle tracks and ice fishing shacks. It might have been fun to try out the wheels on ice, but there was weather right behind. It wouldn’t be fun to be stuck out on an ice covered lake as the snow moved in.      Attachments:  

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Open Water


    
  
Dan Nickens - Feb 17,2013   Viewers  | Reply
    The goal was to reach Cincinnati but first a snow squall had to move southeast. I had been tracking southwest to miss it, following the edges of the low clouds. The lights of Cincinnati showed it was just possible.<br /><br />I picked out an airport with hotels nearby: Blue Ash. Vaguely I remembered reading something about it recently. When I arrived, the yellow X’s were just visible in the last of the daylight. That left the big city airport Lunken just a few miles further for a twilight touchdown.<br />      Attachments:  

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Not so warm Light of Nightfall


    
  
Dan Nickens - Feb 17,2013   Viewers  | Reply
    The forecast was cold with blustery winds. The low ceilings and visibility were an unwelcome addition. The ceiling lifted just enough for taxi. When I got to the runway, it was back to instrument conditions (I’m guessing 999’ instead of the required 1000’ below the clouds). The controller agreed that better conditions were ahead and let me go “Special VFR”.      Attachments:  

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Low and Cold


    
  
Dan Nickens - Feb 17,2013   Viewers  | Reply
    It was supposed to get better as the sun came up. It did. The ground cleared of snow.      Attachments:  

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Clearing Conditions


    
  
Dan Nickens - Feb 17,2013   Viewers  | Reply
    The Lexington-Blue Grass Army Depot stores a small portion of the U.S. Army chemical warfare agents, including nerve agents GB (sarin) and VX, and mustard gas. There is a small circle of airspace around it with the warning that pilots are “requested” to fly above 5000’ for reasons of “National InSecurity.” That’s all well and good when the clouds are higher. Besides, having been on ground level here back in the day, I elected to ignore the request.<br /><br />As I was passing over the Blackhawks I noticed a group of men. They were waving enthusiastically. Were they urging me away for reasons of National InSecurity? No. They were acknowledging the EagleRey’s tail feathers.<br />      Attachments:  

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Warm Reception


    
  
Dan Nickens - Feb 17,2013   Viewers  | Reply
    Just in time for crossing the Appalachians, the sky turns to blue.      Attachments:  

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Blue Sky Big Rock


    
  
Dan Nickens - Feb 17,2013   Viewers  | Reply
    A coal mine nicely nestled in between the Appalachian ridges.      Attachments:  

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Coal Patch


    
  
Frank A. Carr - Feb 19,2013   Viewers  | Reply
    This scene is not nearly as ugly the wind farms in Banning Pass. OK, no politics, I'm just saying.<!-- >'"><br><font color=red size=6>' or &gt; missing in user HTML. Please fix the HTML.</font> -->     
  
Dan Nickens - Feb 17,2013   Viewers  | Reply
    Remove the black coal and all you have left are some colorful tailings.      Attachments:  

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Black Gone


    
  
Dan Nickens - Feb 17,2013   Viewers  | Reply
    Ah, a nice water break and a great gravel bar to rest on!<br /><br />At least it looked like a gravel bar. It felt like a gravel bar. It didn’t roll like a gravel bar. It was a gravel encrusted mud bar. A subtle, but important difference if you’re working between weather fronts and don’t have the luxury of beach time.<br />      Attachments:  

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Not Airborne


    
  
Kenneth Leonard - Feb 17,2013   Viewers  | Reply
    That is an 'oh sh!t!' moment for sure. I found a paddle works as a shovel AND a wheel ramp.     
  
Dan Nickens - Feb 17,2013   Viewers  | Reply
    Leave it to the Corpse of Engineers to advertise a rock bar where a thinly veiled mud bar lurks waiting for unwary SeaRey pilots.      Attachments:  

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False Advertising


    
  
Frank A. Carr - Feb 19,2013   Viewers  | Reply
    Ah Ha, the Corpse lowered the lake level because the 1938 weather forecast suggested lots of rain this winter. It's in their procedures.<!-- >'"><br><font color=red size=6>' or &gt; missing in user HTML. Please fix the HTML.</font> -->     
  
Dan Nickens - Feb 17,2013   Viewers  | Reply
    A half hour later and there is at least one rock under one wheel.      Attachments:  

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Up Later


    
  
Don Maxwell - Feb 21,2013   Viewers  | Reply
    Hey, Dan, that lonely rock in the mudland reminds me of this ancient cryptogram about jarring the wilderness:<br /><br /><br />I placed a jar in Tennessee,<br />And round it was, upon a hill.<br />It made the slovenly wilderness<br />Surround that hill.<br /><br />The wilderness rose up to it,<br />And sprawled around, no longer wild.<br />The jar was round upon the ground<br />And tall and of a port in air.<br /><br />It took dominion every where.<br />The jar was gray and bare.<br />It did not give of bird or bush,<br />Like nothing else in Tennessee. <br /><br /> --Wallace Stevens, 1919<br /><br /><br />It may seem hard to decipher at first. But think how you feel, out in the wild, coming upon an empty beer bottle or styrofoam cup. Or a spent condom.     
  
Dan Nickens - Feb 21,2013   Viewers  | Reply
    Do you suppose, Don, that Mr. Stevens might have encountered my rock-encrusted mud mound while writing his poem? Elizabethton is not that far away. In 1918 there was no lake, but surely the bar was at that time a hill bearing bird and bush, likely completely enveloped by supremely slovenly wilderness. <br /><br />The TVA did it’s best to tame such pervasive wildness when it built the Norris Dam. Leave it to nature to thwart those efforts with a simple refusal to rain quite enough. Now our epitome of industrial imperialism, a SeaRey, is left to sink into the quagmire of a fossilized round hill like nothing else in Tennessee.<br />     
  
Dan Nickens - Feb 17,2013   Viewers  | Reply
    It is winter in Tennessee. There is no one but a silly SeaRey pilot out on the lake. Well, almost no one. There is one fishercouple.<br /><br />One wary fishercouple. These guys circled the bar checking out the EagleRey. Finally the guy hailed me. “Need a pull?”<br /><br />Sure. That will make for a shorter day.<br /><br />“Well, if you were with the 82nd I wouldn’t have stopped. Seeing as how your 101st Airborne, I couldn’t leave a brother behind.”<br /><br />I reluctantly admitted I wasn’t 101st, but said the EagleRey’s owner was so qualified. That was enough.<br /><br />When I was finally back in the water, my benefactor confided: “I’ve done a lot of rescues, but I’ve never rescued a seaplane.”<br /><br />Log one.<br />      Attachments:  

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Not the 82nd


    
  
Dan Nickens - Feb 17,2013   Viewers  | Reply
    Oh, sure, it looks like a great beaching place! Not!      Attachments:  

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Not Tempted


    
  
Dan Nickens - Feb 17,2013   Viewers  | Reply
    The little ponds were not tempting either.      Attachments:  

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Not Tempting 2


    
  
Dan Nickens - Feb 17,2013   Viewers  | Reply
    Up in the Great Smokey Mountains are some great lakes.      Attachments:  

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Great Smokey Water


    
  
Dan Nickens - Feb 17,2013   Viewers  | Reply
    Running out of water and daylight.      Attachments:  

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End of Line


    
  
Dan Nickens - Feb 17,2013   Viewers  | Reply
    Are the guys from Blue Grass still after me?      Attachments:  

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Black Shadow


    
  
Dan Nickens - Feb 17,2013   Viewers  | Reply
    By the time the EagleRey was secure, darkness was settling in. The only other guy at the airport was a flight instructor putting away his old tired Cessna 172. “I’ll take ya into town,” he offered. “It’s on my way.”<br /><br />An offer quickly accepted. On the way, however, I got a lesson in long term aviation. <br /><br />“It’s been fort y years since I started flying,” he explained, “flying choppers for the Army. Then they put me in a control tower. After I got out I started working at this airport. Been here ever since.”<br /><br />“How many years?”<br /><br />“Forty.” He paused. “I’ll be getting out soon. There just ain’t much happening here anymore anyways. A little sightseeing. $45 for 30 minutes. No students. Besides, my eyes are going. Got the glaucoma. Not bad enough to fix, but bad enough to fail the physical.”<br /><br />“You could still fly light aircraft.”<br /><br />“Don’t really want to, after all I did do.”<br /><br />“What will you do?”<br /><br />“Don’t know. Something else. Anything else, really.”<br /><br />Uh oh. He’s only been at it eight years longer than I have and he started eight years earlier. It was enough to give me unpleasant dreams.<br />      Attachments:  

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Resting Under Red Skies


    
  
Dan Nickens - Feb 17,2013   Viewers  | Reply
    Cold and foggy means a slow start to the home run.      Attachments:  

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Cold Start 2


    
  
Don Maxwell - Feb 17,2013   Viewers  | Reply
    Milledgeville, eh? Did you pay homage to Flannery O'Connor while you were there?     
  
Dan Nickens - Feb 17,2013   Viewers  | Reply
    Not just her, Don, but also Joel Chandler Harris from nearby Eatonton, Georgia.     
  
Don Maxwell - Feb 18,2013   Viewers  | Reply
    Good one, Dan! I didn't know they had lived that near each other--always associated him with Atlanta--although at different times. His Uncle Remus stories were as subversive as I guess he could get away with in the time and place. He must have had a bit of Br'er Rabbit in him. We used to hear trickster stories just like his in West Africa, especially in Yoruba folk tales and in written form in books like Amos Tutuola's <I>The Palm Wine Drinkard</I>.<!-- >'"><br><font color=red size=6>' or &gt; missing in user HTML. Please fix the HTML.</font> -->     
  
Frank A. Carr - Feb 19,2013   Viewers  | Reply
    Snow on a SeaRey is simply an ugly sight.     
  
Dan Nickens - Feb 17,2013   Viewers  | Reply
    When half the runway cleared up, it was more than enough room for a SeaRey departure.      Attachments:  

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Half Clear


    
  
Dan Nickens - Feb 17,2013   Viewers  | Reply
    The fog was mostly clearing in the sunshine.      Attachments:  

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Trending to Clear


    
  
Dan Nickens - Feb 17,2013   Viewers  | Reply
    The gray line extending from the factory stacks had nothing to do with water vapor. As bad as it looked, there was even worse news: I had picked up a terrible tailwind.      Attachments:  

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Not Fog


    
  
Dan Nickens - Feb 17,2013   Viewers  | Reply
    Good old Georgia clay. Only it’s not red and it’s not sticky. It’s white and fine, Kaolin clay. Soon to be in fine china somewhere.      Attachments:  

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Georgia Clay


    
  
Dan Nickens - Feb 17,2013   Viewers  | Reply
    It was great to be back in the land of green, even if it wasn’t perfect.      Attachments:  

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Broken Green


    
  
Dan Nickens - Feb 17,2013   Viewers  | Reply
    Flat farmland borders the great Okefenokee Swamp.      Attachments:  

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Swamp s Edge


    
  
Dan Nickens - Feb 17,2013   Viewers  | Reply
    Start of way down upon the Suwannee River.      Attachments:  

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Headwaters


    
  
Dan Nickens - Feb 17,2013   Viewers  | Reply
    Back down home in the good old Florida karstland.      Attachments:  

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Hole in the Ground


    
  
Dan Nickens - Feb 17,2013   Viewers  | Reply
    A sinkhole lake suitable for cow pooling.      Attachments:  

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Cow Pool


    
  
Dan Nickens - Feb 17,2013   Viewers  | Reply
    Not quite crossing Florida is a portion of the old Cross Florida Barge Canal, otherwise formerly known as the Ocklawaha River.<br /><br />The weather window forecasters were perfect. The clouds were just moving out of SeaRey Central when I arrived. It was good to go and even better to come back.<br />      Attachments:  

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Crossing Florida


    
  
Don Maxwell - Feb 17,2013   Viewers  | Reply
    Good trip, Dan. Thanks for the guided tour!     
  
Frank A. Carr - Feb 19,2013   Viewers  | Reply
    Thanks for another interesting trip-a-log Dan.     
  
Robert Charlwood Richardson - Feb 18,2013   Viewers  | Reply
    Dan - Love your tales of SR transport. One take away is that the EagleRey's Screaming Eagle proven a <br />real assett.     
  
Thomas Brooks - Feb 19,2013   Viewers  | Reply
    Can I have my plane back now, please.     
  
Dan Nickens - Feb 19,2013   Viewers  | Reply
    If you can find it, Thomas!<br /><br />Another take away, Rob, is to always use a professional pilot to ferry airplanes. If you just give the keys to any old recreational pilot it could end up stuck on a mud bar in outback Tennessee.     

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