Boston, August '07

Boston, August '07

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Well, the plan was fairly simple. I needed to land at an airport in Massachusetts to fill in a gap in my Pointless Exercise 2 map. So a trip to Boston was planned, scheduled to coincide with the Orioles playing the Red Sox at Fenway. And since no trip could have only one destination, demented side trips were planned, Harry-style, to the White Mountains in New Hampshire, and a mission to eat some crustaceans in Maine.

On the day of departure, the weather was marginal, with some low clouds and rain showers, so we made the trip flying on instruments, and air traffic control gave us an expectedly circuitous route across Pennsylvania and over the Catskills, presumably to keep us well away from busy airspace over New York City.

Before taking off, the plane was making a weird buzz through the audio panel, that I figured was from the alternator, since it seemed dependent on engine RPM. But the alternator was generating current, and everything else seemed fine, so off we went (yes, this is a little bit of foreshadowing for airplane nerds).

Flying to Boston

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ATC radar trace
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Disturbing the pilot
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Stuff
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Poconos
We were in and out of the clouds along the way. We could have easily gone up on top into the clear, but I like to get some "actual instrument" time inside the clouds for practice (as opposed to "simulated instrument", using the kind of view-limiting hoods we use in instrument training).

The weather at our destination of Bedford was varying dramatically as rain showers moved through the area, so I requested the ILS approach into Bedford instead of the visual, in case the visual wouldn't have gotten us below the clouds to get in, and also because I don't often get a chance to fly an instrument approach in real life, in decent "bad" weather.
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Flying through rain and clouds
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Landing at Bedford

Upon landing at Bedford, my first reaction was "why did we land at Bedford?" The place was a bit run-down, and seemingly devoid of activity. There was a great deal of confusion over our rental car, but that mostly got straightened out, and ultimately, everybody we dealt with there was pretty helpful and friendly.

We had tickets to do the "Boston Duck Tour" in the late afternoon, but of course I got us there too late to make it, and those Duckin' fascists don't give refunds.

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Harry Mantakos / harry@meretrix.com