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	<title>Comments on: Even the worst day flying&#8230;</title>
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		<title>By: Phil Gustafson</title>
		<link>http://blog.xcski.com/2004/02/29/even-the-worst-day-flying-2#comment-121</link>
		<dc:creator>Phil Gustafson</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 31 Dec 1969 19:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Reminds me of a time, maybe 1976, when I was building up solo student hours.  Usually, I'd take one of Dirty Harry's $10/hr C150's, fly over a modest mountain range, do a few stalls, go down to do pattern work over the nice square farms, make a few touch and goes at Livermore, and trundle back to Hayward.

One time, the cloud cover was low enough that I couldn't quite fly over the mountains, so I had to squirrel through the valleys.  That's when it hit me that flying was fun.

No GPS, no transponder even, and the one NavComm had vacuum tubes (nuvistors) in it.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Reminds me of a time, maybe 1976, when I was building up solo student hours.  Usually, I&#8217;d take one of Dirty Harry&#8217;s $10/hr C150&#8217;s, fly over a modest mountain range, do a few stalls, go down to do pattern work over the nice square farms, make a few touch and goes at Livermore, and trundle back to Hayward.</p>
<p>One time, the cloud cover was low enough that I couldn&#8217;t quite fly over the mountains, so I had to squirrel through the valleys.  That&#8217;s when it hit me that flying was fun.</p>
<p>No GPS, no transponder even, and the one NavComm had vacuum tubes (nuvistors) in it.</p>
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		<title>By: Paul Tomblin</title>
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		<dc:creator>Paul Tomblin</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 31 Dec 1969 19:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>A couple of times when I was circling around people on the ground, I almost wished I had a Cub or an ultra light.  Doing a bit of low and slow can be nice for a change, but an Archer isn't really a good low and slow airplane.

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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A couple of times when I was circling around people on the ground, I almost wished I had a Cub or an ultra light.  Doing a bit of low and slow can be nice for a change, but an Archer isn&#8217;t really a good low and slow airplane.</p>
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