Aviation Confidential

I’m not a great teacher, but I have dead friends that were.

When you fly things or teach in things that fly, invariably death, drama and related Indiana Jones like accoutrements show up.

The words “they say” are often annoyingly put before a platitude, but they say you shouldn’t spend too much time looking in the rear view mirror.  The problem is there is just so much in mine, that I feel compelled to write about it,  and I’m lucky for that.

My early professional flying years were so driven, focused and borderline obsessive, that I had a hard time appreciating the magic of moments.  Landing “off airport” in a field, a frozen harbor, or any unplanned event leaves me wanting to tell more and inspire others to give it a shot, learn and not be afraid to duck out early of any endeavor that just doesn’t feel right.

Aviation Confidential is a reservoir for a project that I find therapeutic.  Tony Bourdain was one of the best writers, story tellers, and bon vivants to strut the streets of Montreal and the planet.  My title and body of writing is inspired by and dedicated to him.  The stories below are an homage to all the living, dead and upcoming workers in this complex and unappreciated industry we call aviation.

Soft Cookies

University of Okavango

“De runway, she’s gone.”

Mentor Mortis (Part 1 of 3)

A Rescue from Crustaceanicus