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Once again, I thank you for all your support. Have a great rest of the week!

jeremy

Memorial Day Weekend 2012

Every year on Memorial Day weekend, I usually attend the Bethpage Federal Credit Union Air Show at Jones Beach State Park as a part of:

 

 

FLEET WEEK

 

Photo courtesy of Associated Press Files

 

 

Fleet Week here in NYC where the world’s best comes in and we show our gratitude to our U.S. Armed Forces.  It’s a phenomenal event and if you live outside of NYC, I highly recommend making it a point to come out here for this event every year for Memorial Weekend, not to mention for the Jones Beach Airshow.

It’s great being able to live in a country which promotes many freedoms where many countries do not.  My thoughts go out to all of the individuals who are currently in the service stationed overseas.  Your outstanding commitment to provide these freedoms to our democracy is outstanding and I, like several airlines, salute you in every way possible.

 

 

This is what I saw coming “back into the city” from Brooklyn the night of 10 September 2001. The next morning was a different story..

 

 

My thoughts also go out to those who have loved ones, both in the service and civilian citizens who have perished in the name of the United States of America so that we could have the freedoms we have today.  All I have to do is walk down the streets of New York City and see people of many faiths, nationalities, and backgrounds.  We are a melting pot and a testament of  what it means to live in a free country.  A great place to have Fleet Week every year, no?

Unfortunately, this year I will not be able to go to the Fleet Week events, and yes, sadly the Air Show at Jones Beach as I have another commitment to attend to.  During this commitment, believe-it-or-not, it’s customary to devour huge amounts of cheesecake.  I must say, I will be doing just that.

There’s also another piece of cheesecake to which I will be devouring.  For the third time.  Yes, Flight For Control and I will be going up for a third flight this weekend.  I still haven’t gotten enough of the characters in that book, the plot, and the outcome to which I will not spoil for you if you haven’t purchased and read the book. Every time I pick up that novel, it never ceases to amaze me that I always catch something new to which I haven’t caught before.  I never like to skip any words or meanings when reading.

I must say, I had quite a pleasant shock this morning when I decided to head over to Flight For Success to check out to see if Karlene made Darby the “Friday Flyer” (a weekly article made available on her website keynoting special aviators around the world.)  To my surprise the “Friday Flyer” was a future aviator who made the drawings for two contests:

 

 

  • The Coffee Mug with Attitude: “ATTITUDE IS EVERYTHING”
  • A Visit From Karlene herself, anywhere in the world, to share her talent and her novel (Flight For Control)

 

My ritual morning Starbucks was not necessary to wake me up as I looked to find out that I had won the second contest and that Karlene will be coming to New York to join us live here on Jeremy’s Flight Deck.  (A dream come true?  I’d say so.)  My mouth hit the floor like heavy metal.  No Boeing 777-200LR or 787 would have enough range to circumnavigate the smile that is spanning across my face now.  I plan on utilizing this three day weekend to soak in the recent news.

 

 

I also want to wish a special congratulations to John Franco for winning the “ATTITUDE IS EVERYTHING” coffee mug.  Enjoy your new travel companion and you should have many great uses from it!

 

Wishing everyone a Happy Memorial Day (Weekend)!

jeremy

ROLAND GARROS

Yes, it’s that time of year and tennis is hot.  We have now hit one of the world’s most famous of tennis tournaments.  Commonly known in the United States as the “French Open” it is known worldwide as the Les internationaux de France de Roland-Garros or Tournoi de Roland-Garros

 

 

 

 

Each year during the last two weeks of May and beginning of June, this tournament is held.  The Roland Garros tennis tournament is one of the championships where a player can earn a Grand Slam title.  In other words, that’s a pretty achievement.


What and who is ROLAND GARROS?

 

 

Stade Roland Garros is a major tennis stadium in Paris named after the French aviator Roland Garros

 

 

French Aviator Roland Garros to which the stadium and tournament is named after.

 

 

He was born in Saint-Denis in the French island of Réunion.  Having started his aviation career in 1909, he started flying monoplanes mainly because he was a small lightweight pilot.  Before World War I commenced, he was already an internationally recognized aviator having flown to both North and South America.  He would later enlist in the French army for the war efforts.

 

 

On 18 April 1915, his aircraft, a Morane-Saulnier Type L aircraft, during one of his missions had a power loss either due to a clog in the fuel line, or shot down by some accounts and he was able to glide the aircraft unfortunately over enemy lines.  Garros was taken as a POW (Prisoner Of War) by Germany and placed in a camp to which he escaped on 14 February 1918.  He was shot down and killed on 5 October 1918 in Vouziers, Ardennes, France.

 

 

Tennis Is A Pilot’s Sport

 

 

 

 

In my first post about tennis, I displayed a video showing Serbian Tennis Star Novak Djokovic having an “in-flight” match.  Well, I came to tell you about someone else.  His name is Martin Solveig and he’s someone who has just become a major international star in the music production business.  He is also an avid tennis player.  Most of all, Solveig and pop singer Dragonette have also come to tell you something in this cute video:

HELLO

 

 

 

 

May I also let you in on a little secret about Martin Solveig?  He’s also an avid fan of this:

 

 

Photo courtesy of Jeremy’s Flight Deck

 

 

Yes, Martin Solveig loves our Super whale jet.  He has stated in the past that if he had the chance, he would live on it.  I must say to him, I whole-heartedly agree.

 

 

Who to watch out for and follow (Twitter):

 

 

News & Info

 

 

The Ins:

 

 

The Outs:

Because of a recent knee injury, Gael Monfils unfortunately had to withdraw early from the tournament.  We wish him well.

Please join and “Like” us on Facebook and Twitter for all updates on this tournament!

Remember no matter ball comes your way in life, the

POWER IS YOU!

 

jeremy

No Matter How Cloudy; Always Sunshine Above

Over the past several days, it has been nothing but never ending overcast, rain, and chills making it feel like a late fall day. 

 

 

 

 

Sometimes in our lives, we feel like we have the same effect where the days are non-stop doom and gloom.  Whenever I have those times, I always try and remind myself, especially as an aviator wanting to think above the weather, that:

“No Matter How Cloudy It Is; There Is Always Sunshine Above.”

When things get cloudy, I take myself away from the world sometimes.  We all do.  It’s how we survive.  It’s like taking  to the skies:

How do I accomplish this?

Play Time With Friends

 

 

 

 

Self Indulgence Through

Great Food & Beverage

Moroccan “Cigars”, Kube, Hummous, Babaganoush (Eggplant Dip), & Turkish Salad.

 

 

 

…. and most of all great entertainment and

the goodies that accompany it ….

FLIGHT FOR CONTROL: The Best Piece of Literary Chocolate Covered Cheesecake I’ve Ever Devoured

 

 

 

For that, not only can one can see the sunshine beneath the weather

 

 

 

But also climb to new heights

 

 

 

and show our

WINGFLEX

United Airbus for the 31 Expressway Visual, LGA, over Flushing Meadows – Corona Park, Flushing NY

Showing NYC our wingflex – Canarsie departure for Amsterdam.

Spring Hill Hits Home

On my way home from JFK late Friday afternoon and a decision to pick up a Long Island Newsday landed me the following headline upon visual:



This was an event that hit home as the pilot and student pilot on board were based out of Long Island’s Republic Airport – Farmingdale.  Their school: SUNY (State University of New York) Farmingdale State University: School of Aviation.  Their school entrance: The same taxiway and ramp area (Echo Ramp) where my school is: Academy of Aviation – NY Flying Club.

 


On Board:
  • Pilot Patrick Sheridan, 34, Aviation Administration Program Student, Owner of the Mooney M20J through Sheridan Air, LLC of Long Beach, New York
  • Casey Falconer, 19, Student Pilot
  • Evan Kisseloff, 21, (survivor)

The weather the night of the flight was a bit cloudy but visibility was normal and winds were calm.  According to Newsday, the aircraft, upon lift off from the runway at Sterling, PA’s Spring Hill Airport, 10:30 p.m. EST, had an immediate engine failure sending the aircraft to straight the ground. 

The accurate report was that when the aircraft lifted off, the plane stalled and the aircraft was not able to gain speed. As a result, the left wing hit a tree sending the aircraft down. Kisseloff screamed for the Sheridan and Falconer to evacuate after impact.  Kisseloff miraculously escaped and fled the aircraft to a nearby residence to report the accident just in time before the plane burst into flames killing Sheridan and Falconer.

I was stunned beyond all emotion.  Little did I expect, people had contacted me for information as I am also based out of FRG (Republic-Farmingdale)  Like many other fatal air occurrences, many questions ran through my head as the reports and news sources only contained limited information and none from reliable aviation sources.  Of course, preliminary investigations into the crash will be conducted by the National Transportation Safety Board (Where have I seen that name before?) and the report will be made available within five to ten business days upon a statement issued by NTSB spokesman Peter Knudson.  Something I, along with many others, will be keeping tabs on for sure.


To the affected victims’ families, friends, and classmates:

I do not have the words to tell you how sincerely sorry I am for your loss, however, the only consolation I can offer is this: Patrick Sheridan and Casey Falconer left this Earth doing what they loved doing the most – Sailing the Skies.  They are now sailing a realm that is much more vast than what they were used to – The Heavens Above.  You should have comfort in that.  The impact they have left on everyone I am sure, is priceless.  You all were very fortunate to have them in your lives.

To Evan:

I also do not have the words to express my apologies that you had such a traumatic experience, to say the least, and also how sorry I am for the loss of the two gentlemen that were with you.  Sometimes it’s not easy to conceptualize that everything, including such tragedies and the lives that are lost as a result, happen for a reason.  Perhaps this unfortunate tragedy will one day give you the opportunity to devote yourself in the pursuit of aviation safety.  To create measures to help not only private pilots avoid such tragedies, but for commercial ones as well.  I can not think of any other tribute which could be offered to Patrick Sheridan and Casey Falconer than that.

Our mission should be to continue the mission of safety, stronger and stronger, to prevent as many fatal air accidents from occurring to save so many innocent and priceless lives as possible.

En route JFK – Amsterdam


jeremy

BARBARA HARMER

Barbara Harmer (1953-2011)

 

 

PHOTO BY ADAM BUTLER/PA: Barbara Harmer, at age 39, the first woman civil supersonic pilot flew into the record books operating a British Airways Concorde.

 

It was March of 1993.  Ready to take on a new challenge, a young, dignified woman stood before a thriving airline ready to make history.  True, she did leave school early, however, one must never judge a book by its cover.  She was ready to rise to the challenge and head on: to be the world’s first female pilot for the SST Concorde.

One must take a look into the history of Barbara Harmer to learn what a remarkable individual she was.  It was to my unpleasant surprise to learn two weeks ago just that she had succumbed to cancer at fifty-seven.  Even though it is a very young age, one must take a look at all of her accomplishments.  By doing so, it will not take much to assess how much of an impact she has made in the commercial aviation industry.

Born on 14 September 1953 in Loughton, Essex, she grew up in Bognor Regis, a seaside resort on the south coast of the United Kingdom.  She attended a convent school until the age of 15 until she took it upon herself to explore the possibility of becoming a hairdresser.  Other things came to mind for her as she applied for an air traffic controller position at London’s Gatwick Airport.

During her time as a controller for London-Gatwick, she decided to pursue other schooling with the intentions of obtaining a law degree.  Amongst her studies were Geography, Law, and Politics.  With all of this on her plate, she also decided to start taking flight lessons at Goodwood Flight School in Westhampnett, West Sussex.  It was May of 1982 when Harmer obtained her commercial pilot’s license.  Having submitted over one hundred applications, she found her first home with Genair, a small transport airline out of Humberside Airport in Kirmington.

Her breakthrough in the industry came in March of 1984 when British Caledonian asked her to join their team flying BAC 1-11s and then transferring over to the McDonnell Douglas DC-10 long-haul.  Everything changed when British Caledonian merged with British Airways to which she became one of the 60 female pilots out of  the 3,000 male/female total post merger.  It was 1987 when she was asked to join the Concorde program by undergoing an intense six month conversion course.  She would be the first female pilot operating Concorde under commercial service as a First Officer.  (The first female Concorde test pilot was French aviatrix Jacqueline Auriol.)

On 25 March 1993, Harmer made her debut across the Atlantic from London’s Heathrow to New York’s John F. Kennedy.  Harmer was the first of the two commercial female Concorde pilots as French aviatrix Béatrice Vialle, came aboard with Air France as a First Officer in 2001.  Harmer had served as a Concorde pilot for ten years before it’s final flight; Vialle made thrity-five trips before Air France withdrawaled their fleet from service in May of 2003.

After the Concorde chapter closed, Harmer took on a new role: a Boeing Triple Seven Captain.  She flew long-haul operations until taking a voluntary redundancy from the airline in 2009.

What is most amazing about her: She had so much more to offer our world besides taking to the skies.  She was a yacht-master who had taken to the waters and competed in many competitions winning several of them.  She also was heavily involved in gardening creating a beautiful Mediterranean garden outside her home in Felpham, West Sussex.

Lastly and sadly, she was scheduled to compete in a trans-Atlantic yacht event in 2013, however, she passed away from cancer at St. Wilfrid’s Hospice Facility on 20 February 2011.

For those who knew her, I envy you because you had this special person in your life: as a family member, co-worker, friend, etc.  The more I research this amazing aviatrix the more I am amazed.  She has climbed so many levels in such a short period of time and at record speeds.  She took her love of air and sea and molded it into such a creation that is a reflection of the committed service she provided to her airline and the aircraft that she flew – so uncanny, so surreal, in so many outstanding ways.

I normally wouldn’t include someone who is deceased into the “Pilots On Deck” section, however, Barbara is an exception.  Why?  Because no matter which aircraft, flight deck, or cabin we enter, Barbara’s legacy will be there joining us to climb higher and higher with us setting record speeds no matter what our dreams and aspirations are.

Cheers to you, Captain Barbara!

(Please visit The Memorial Ride to find out more how Barbara was an inspiration to her loved ones and to donate to St. Wilfrid’s Hospice Facility.)

TENNIS: A Pilot’s Sport

We are now down to weeks before the Roland Garros, also known as The French Open, and things will begin to start heating up here in the Northern Hemisphere for tennis as the summer months are approaching.  Being that I have yet, (up until now that is), to mention anything about tennis on this website, I will allow Serbian tennis star Novak Djokovic make one thing clear in the following video:

 

 

Tennis is a pilot’s sport.

 

 

The weapon of Djokovic’s choice happens to from the manufacturer HEAD.  Head racquets were meant to help players of all levels get ahead in their game. 

 

 

The TiS6 – Great for beginners and intermediates, this racquet knows how to make balls fly. You have to be the one to fly it.

 

 

I personally have the HEAD Ti-S6 Titanium and can not begin to tell you what a great racquet it is for a beginner and intermediate player.  It’s light and you have to be very careful with it as the shots are powerful.  (I have been known to shoot ball into other people’s courts sometimes.)

With my HEAD TiS6 Racquet
U.S. National Tennis Center, Flushing Meadows NY
(Home of the U.S. Open)

 

 

One thing about being a pilot is you have to always be ahead of the game with a plan, constant training and practice, know how to fly your racquet, (not the other way around), have quick reflexes, and always stay focused.  It’s all about being the POWER OF YOU!

jeremy

CONCORDE: The Supersonic Angel

This post is dedicated to the angel behind the supersonic angel, Barbara Harmer (1953-2011).  Even though your life was short, it soared to many heights at record speeds over many waters.  God bless and may your legacy shine down over every pilot dreaming of success.

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Belt Parkway.  Those two words alone are enough to turn someone’s day from good to worst day ever.  It was a hot and humid summer afternoon as I crept, literally, past the Aqueduct Race Track and the hotels near JFK westbound.  Even though I left my apartment on time, I knew very well that I couldn’t have left early enough as what might take ten minutes to reach in any normal town would take forty-five plus minutes extra to reach in New York City.

Sweating bullets and pissed, I was sitting in a literal parking lot not moving anywhere already late for an appointment in Brooklyn.  With the inability to move I stared out into space with the gear in park waiting for car in front of me to move at least five feet.

As I stared out into the hazy sky, it appeared.  a white particle smaller than a snowflake.  Only seconds passed by when it started to take shape in the form of a small, white triangle. 

 

 

I thought to myself, “No, it can’t be.”  (Should I start quoting the famous line from “Superman?”) It came sweeping down like an angel from the skies ready to rescue me up from the traffic below and take me to where I needed to be in no time.  Those two words “Belt Parkway” were about to turn my worst day into my best.  I was in shock and disbelief as it rarely took an approach like that.  A 13L Canarsie?  Rarely, as its charts indicated for the most part direct into Kennedy’s 31L/R or sometimes into the 22s or 04s.

 

 

As it came closer, it came lower and I was at that point on the highway that when we would intercept it, those four Rolls Royce Olympus SNECMA 593Mk 610 after-burning powerplants could prove deadly to my windshield less alone the windshields of the other people around me.  I said to myself, “To hell with it, it will be worth the 300 bucks just for this one experience.”  Passionate about this aircraft?  I was, am, and will forever be.

My windshield was spared.  The appointment was understanding.  My day: was made.  Thank you, British Airways.

Another supersonic event occurred as I took the “A” train (only outside of New York is it referred to as a “subway”) from Far Rockaway into Brooklyn, the days before I started to drive in NYC.  I was half asleep as it was too early to be up.  My wake-up call came when it felt as if 10 semi trucks were trailing us on the train tracks as we went above and over Jamaica Bay past JFK towards the Queens neighborhood of Howard Beach vibrating the train a bit even though nothing was trailing us.  With my eyes half open, the sound of 10 F-16s came flying over as I thought to myself annoyed, “What the ‘F’ was that?”  Little did I know, I looked out the window of the train and saw Air France 002 rocketing 500 feet above us, afterburners ablaze, trails of black smoke dispersing  into shapes of mist and nothingness from the shapes of tubes.  The shape of its narrow body was like a sword slicing through the air faster than a bullet shooting out of a rifle.  After that visual, I wasn’t so “annoyed” anymore.

My mind that day was flying higher and faster than that airplane would ever see in its short existence.  Je vous remercie, Air France.

Having moved to New York in August of 2000, I didn’t have my first Concorde visual experience as quickly as I had hoped, as the Air France tragedy near Gonesse, France was still too fresh and Concorde was still under investigation to help explain to the families why all 109 souls on board perished that fateful day of July 25, 2000.  Despite the fact 9/11 happened, (which actually made matters, if not excuses, to discontinue the program worse), I was still fortunate enough to have my first visual of a Concorde through British Airways as it rocketed over Rockaway Beach one sunny afternoon in October of 2001.  From then on, whenever I passed the JFK, I made it my business to look at both Terminals 1 and 7 to ensure myself that either one of them were there, even if it was for an overnight stay.  And rest assured, there was.  Every morning, (as I was living in Far Rockaway at the time), I would get my 8am wake up call from Air France and my 9:30 “snooze button” wake-up call from British Airways.  My wake up calls were always loudest when they departed 22R or even a very rare 13R.

 

Photo courtesy of British Airways

 

Despite the fact that its departure from service came much more quickly than its induction, it gave many technological features that are used into today’s aircraft such as “fly-by-wire” technology (even though it was analogue in Concorde) using hybrid circuits.  Despite the fact that many have tried to discredit this aeronautical achievement by stating it’s either overrated or a “threat to the Earth’s environment” by “eating up the ozone”, it has been a huge asset to the aviation industry and an outstanding product for both British Airways and Air France and their customers.  (Not to mention eye candy for all aviation enthusiasts, spotters, and photographers.)  Concorde has given to many what others have not, a different perspective.  That day that I was sitting in traffic, I should have been thinking with the glass half full.  It should’ve been a positive experience.  Even though I wasn’t going anywhere, I made the best out of the situation by admiring something, even taking something, which reaches many levels beyond the Earth’s atmosphere, at record speeds, and using it to my advantage.  We should all take a bad or difficult situation and make it soar.  It will be hard work rest assured.  But it’s that dedication, hard work, and commitment (which is a scary word nowadays) that was put into such a project.  A project that was a  cornerstone for many future ones to come.