If one were to take a good look at this website, it should come as to no surprise that Karlene Petitt has been a major part of our life here. I came to know Karlene for the most part through her aviation thriller “Flight For Control”.

Karlene and I met on a very brief occasion at JFK on an impromptu occasion and our meeting was literally 10 seconds. Enough to say hello, nice to see you, I’ll email you, and goodbye. The meeting, although certainly never enough time, was well worth my voyage over to my hometown airport. (I also managed to grab some airplane shots as she always reminds me to have a digital camera on hand at all times.)

A dream came true when I learned that Karlene has taken time out of her very busy schedule to come join this website on November 10th to visit and share her insights on the very novel that brought not only us, but my associates, here together. I want you to be apart of this too. The only thing is, our broadcasting location is small and we only have one open seat left and I want it to be yours! And NYC tends to get extremely crowded on Saturday nights!! (And I know for a fact that not everyone in NYC have a copy of this book.)

Here is what you need to do to enter in a drawing to win a place at this event:

Live in the vicinity or be in New York City on the weekend of November 10th, 2012

Purchase a copy or better yet copies of Flight For Control via Paypal through KarlenePetitt.com. Please include the Hashtag #JeremySentMe in the comments area or let Karlene know that we sent you. This is how we enter you in the drawing.

Optional: log on to our Facebook page JFD on Facebook and click LIKE

We will be announcing the winner on November 1st first on our Facebook site then on jeremysflightdeck.com.

Good luck and we will see you there!




A very special Birthday

Today is a very special day. For the person that gave me so much life, the knowledge to live it, and living life itself.

To my dear mother, I wish you a very happy birthday.

Having given me so much to live for, my mother was recently given so much more to live for. Her new birthday present:

Her name is



May you live many more years with the joys in your life with great health, success, and only happiness!

Your son



As much as I love the outdoors, I hate the risk that something will come and take away a piece of my mind, even if it is for a few days.  Or in this case, more than a few days.

My last day at the U.S. Open was amazing, except for the fact that I was sitting in Flushing Meadows Park and I noticed a sensation of a needle going into my left arm.  I looked down to see if it was a bee or hornet and it was a large fly that I had no idea what it was. 



Satan Itself



I tried flicking it off and it was locked in my skin.  After several attempts, I was able to get it to the ground and killed it with pleasure.  The few moments after that, it literally felt like I had flu shot, however, it was as if I went into the doctor’s office to be injected with the worst case of poison ivy/oak.  (Ironically I acquired a very high dose of poison oak once when I was in 4th grade to the point my left eye was swollen shut.)


Having in mind that it was just a simple sting, I went home to wash it off and taking the necessary precautions.  Over the next few days I slowly but surely my face grew obtrusive red spots which at first resembled a huge acne problem, however, the worst hadn’t come.  Spots had developed over my chest area.  One thing I did notice from the ordeal, I had an immense burning sensation all over my face and chest area.  Puss started to leak from the spots and developed crust.  I knew something was up and my first thought was: I wore or ate something which I was not knowing allergic to.  The cortisone cream I used actually relieved the pain for maybe an hour then the burning intensified afterwards.  I did know this, as I am a guy, I was very reluctant to seek medical attention but I knew I had to eventually before my holidays started as it was getting worse.  Much, much worse.





The doctor determined allergic dermatitis and the chest, he couldn’t place a diagnosis so I will keep you posted as I am seeking a specialists attention to it.  I was placed on steroids (Prednisone) to clear inflammation and I was given prescription creams to help clear the areas..  Suffice to say, my synagogue appearance over Rosh HaShanah was very embarrassing to say the very embarrassing.



My recommendations after being bitten by this monster:

  • Attend to it immediately by washing it off, and if you are able or allowed to, take an anti-allergy med such as Benedryl, Claritin, etc.  If you are able to take Cortizone, apply to the wound.
  • Get a doctors appointment ASAP.
  • Nothing to crowd the emergency room for unless if you have major skin allergies and or blood issues.
  • Protective sprays are also good.
  • Keep yourself covered.  The more clothes you have on the better as the weather is more temperate for more creatures to come out. 

Stay safe and don’t let this ruin your day(s)!!




A Special Birthday

This weekend has been mega crazy as getting everything accomplished: shopping, laundry, cleaning.  Despite this craziness I am enjoying my four day weekend from work.  Tonight at sunset Jewish people worldwide will begin the holiday of Rosh HaShanah and our celebration for


The World’s Birthday



Happy Birthday!


The birthday of the world’s existence is only a small portion of what the holiday consists of.  During Rosh HaShanah, the Jewish New Year, people from around the world go through self-introspection.  Looking into our own worlds to find out how we can make this world a better place.  On an even more deep level, we pray that God grant us to live for another year.  Scary, huh?


The question we raise and the answers we give are very elementary: How can we make the world a better place?  We use both our faculties: our heart and our mind.  Our heart for compassion towards others in need and our mind to have the intellectual capacity to perform the actions.  And our hands and feet to carry them out with.


What can we do to make the world a better place is crucial and our actions matter.  The answers seem so simple that they are right at our back door and many do not realize through common sense that they are there.  Opportunities waiting to be grabbed:

  • Donating to your favorite charities.
  • But then, charity doesn’t necessarily mean to open your wallet or pocketbook..


  • There are so many other ways..:
  • Helping a friend deal with a crisis
  • Inviting a friend over who is having a financial hardship  for dinner.
  • Visiting a sick friend or even better someone who has no one to visit them.  New friends are always welcome.

As always stated before, the opportunities are endless.  And yes, you can make the difference.  This are examples of not only dedicating yourself to the world’s existence but also changing the lives of the world in other people.  For these actions, we hope to merit only good things not only for ourselves but that the world will always become a better place despite the fact what the news reports always tell us.


In the Hebrew language, to make a toast over wine or another great alcoholic beverage, we say “L’Hayim” which translates to “To Life”  That is what we all strive for.  To live the moment and make every moment of our lives count.  Life is too short to think about death.  And we shall make a toast,… that for this year and many to come that the world should only see good things and that those who believe in the world being a better place should see a long life ahead.






To Life!



9/11 … 11 Years Later



My day starts at 4:00 a.m. every morning.  You might wonder why in God’s sweet universe do I awaken each morning before the crack of dawn?  Well, I have my reasons and they aren’t anything convenient to my daily life. 




What can I say?  I am now a New Yorker.  (Sorry, Dad.) 

I live the life of a New Yorker.  Even though I was implanted here in August of 2000, I became a full-fledged, bona fide New Yorker on September 11, 2001.  A day that would change how people would view the world.  A day that we would realize that we are human beings here on this Earth to survive whatever and whichever tragedies come our way.


Many of you who know me offline, know about my background and some of the “little” or not so little reasons why I immigrated here.  I have a story beyond anyone that I’ve told online.  I came to New York not to escape my family back in the Midwest, God forbid, but to come to New York to accomplish my many dreams in so many ways.  Some I have already accomplished the help and kindness of God.  Some others I am still in the middle of accomplishing.  What I will tell you is, that what made me accomplish my dreams so far sums down to one word:




When I came to New York I came here as if I had left Europe during the 1800s or Syria in the 1930s looking for a new homeland – a homeland to grow and prosper just like many who had passed through Ellis Island.  I came here without my family, on minimum funds, and I was starting out in a new community (talk about a major culture clash from where I came from), new job, not knowing nor trusting anyone as much as I was used to due to the size of the neighborhoods.  I was a fish out of water.  My mission here: to better myself in so many ways looking to start a new career, finish school, improve myself religiously, and most of all, to be my own “independent country” so to speak.  I must say that looking back, even though I have so much yet to accomplish, I have accomplished a lot and am surprised I have survived this far.  But it is only just the beginning. 

The day I realized I was a NY’er


Strength comes in so many levels.  I had been in New York for a year and one month and I was coming back from an important meeting in Brooklyn that night.  I was on the F train (outsiders call it a “subway”) line where it goes above ground.  I remember we were stuck for a while underground as there was a disruption in the train traffic that evening, however, the evening was all worth it as we eventually proceeded above ground and the sky was clear as far as the eye could see of the NYC-Manhattan skyline in all it’s glory. 




I thought to myself as I gazed at it, “I’ve been here a year … I think I might make it (without having to move back.)


That night was during the days where I was able to sleep in until 10 a.m. the next morning … every morning.  (I didn’t start my work day until 3 p.m. during those days.)


Then came…

The wake up call….


Many ask, “Where we you on 9-11?”  My answer was, is, and always will be,




Yes, I was sleeping as my wake up time was usually 10am, but I had arisen earlier that morning as I had a bad dream for some reason the night before and it ended with the sound of a gunshot.  From what I remember of the dream, I was being chased and someone was shooting at me.  Dreams tell so many things which are hidden.. but this one told me one thing: It was time to wake up and start my day.  (Not necessarily on a good note.)

Upon logging on to America Online that morning to check e-mail, I saw the welcome screen with a photo that looked like something from a Hollywood film. 



But it wasn’t.  It was a horrific reality.   The next thing I knew family from out of town was calling me to ask if I was ok, at best, alive.


The night before I rest assured myself that I was safe, that I was going to make it.  That day I was more insecure about my safety as the day I had arrived.  It wasn’t only me.  It was about 9 million, if not billions of other people.  We were all sharing the same feelings, emotions, words, etc.  We were all now like a fish out of water.  Not only was every New Yorker sharing my experience, I was now beginning to share the New York experience.  On September 11th, 2001, it didn’t matter what your make-up was nor your religious beliefs, on that day you were a New Yorker and a citizen of the United States.  It was on September 11th, that I was proud to be a part of the New York City that came together and did everything we could to help any of the victims, their families, and to help rebuild what was taken away from us: our dreams, our successes, our way of life as a free democratic western society.  To show the failures of destruction, hatred, and how our society shows that of prosperity, breakthroughs in science, technology, and commerce.

My reason for coming here.. 


This is, as we all know, the concrete jungle where dreams are made of … There’s nothing you can’t do…



Even though I was at home asleep, one of my best friends escaped death /serious injury that morning.  He escaped this, Thank God, as he is a late sleeper.  His unsuccessful cause proved successful that morning when he missed his first train going into the city.  Before crossing Jamaica Bay on the later train, many commuters on board spotted the pillars of smoke coming up from the skyline beyond JFK Airport.  Luckily, someone had a way of finding out what had happened.  He debarked at the next stop and caught the next train going back to Far Rockaway. 


Many beyond this, were not so fortunate.  I saw the the movies.  No one could ever coax me again, not only as a human being, but as a human who operates aircraft in real life, to watch those movies again.  One month after that  fateful day, I decided to take a trip to downtown near the site.  I am a “see it to believe it” type of guy. 



The aromas of the unthinkable came to life.  The sites I saw became real.  It finally hit me.  It really happened.


Alicia also tells us that the streets are mean..  Yes, they are..  But my question is:

Why did it take a horrific, unthinkable event like this to get everyone to realize that being human meant being nice to one another and that the basis of survival was self-sacrifice and working together as a team?

This, ladies and gentleman was, is, and for as long as we remember 9-11 will be our wake-up call.


(Sorry no snooze button.)

Each year, now, we remember what happened on this day as a reminder that the only way we can overcome humanity is not only to wage war against the evil infidels who brought down our fellow human beings, our family, our community, our fellow aviation professionals through preventing future attacks, but also to supersede their horrific actions by improving the world and rebuilding as much as we can possible by giving to others, through education, through helping, through kindness, and through so many other ways.  Not only is this the best tribute we can make to the victims, the many blessed souls who perished without a trace, and those who assisted that fateful day, but to also show our strength, our joie de vivre (joy of living), and our raison d’être (reason for existence.) 




Never forget.













Labor Day Weekend – Via Brasil

When one is unsure of the events and plans that take him into the future – that person must always have a positive outlook on life and that everything – happens for a reason.  And indeed it did this past Sunday.


My plans eventually led me into the city to do some photo shooting.


A sign I know all too well





Trump Tower


Little did I know what was in store for me as the streets of New York City’s Upper East Side transformed into the streets of São Paulo, … of Rio De Janeiro, … of Salvador, and of every city, town, and village in between filled with awesome Brasilian music, great spirits, the smells of delectable Brasilian Portuguese cuisine, and amazing sites of the world’s most famous playground: BRASIL!


What would have been an 8 hour flight from JFK, turned into a 20 minute train ride from my neighborhood.


So.. Let’s take a look shall we?  I present to you:




Brasil Day 2012!










I got your back..



Brasilian bands from afar came to give their most outstanding performances.  This is where I practiced my Portuguese dictation skills.



As cafés align the streets the spirits run as high as the flags are.



Bandeiras brasileiras em todos os lugares




In the final hours of my time there, one thing stood out that summarized the whole day:


If pictures are worth a thousand words, this one is worth a million.


Always keep a smile on your face and remember, it takes more muscle power to frown, than to smile.  And this is our Portuguese lesson for today..


Boa viagem!

(Safe travels to wherever your journey takes you..)




US Open 2012, Part I


Yes, ladies and gentleman, it’s tennis time.  Are you ready?  Now that the French Open, Wimbledon, and Olympics are over,… it’s now time for the U.S. to shine.  Where all the talented tennis players come to my back yard here in Flushing Meadows – Corona Park and play some tennis..



Being that I just finished writing an article for another website, I have to turn this website on auto-pilot and let the pictures do the talking…



US Open Gardens..


After running to the stadium..









Always reminded of who we are…



Getting ready… Prelims..



“Why is this night different from all other nights?” one reads from the Passover Haggada.. Well, for starters.. Arthur Ashe stadium isn’t usually lit up this bright during the rest of the year!


You’ve been warned..





What do pilots and tennis players have in common?  We both have the world in our backyard.., right Karlene?




Good night everyone from Flushing Meadows – Corona Park and New York City … more to come as we are broadcasting live from the US Open.


More to come… So Stay tuned..



Neil Armstrong (1930 – 2012)

“That’s one small step for [a] man, one giant leap for mankind”
― Neil Armstrong

After having a good coffee and listening to the Motion Picture Soundtrack to “Apollo 13” performed by the Prague Philharmonic, I always get a good tear that comes to my eye when I think of the quote above – even when Neil Armstrong was alive.

If we were to take Armstrong’s quote and think about it, not only was it an astronomical achievement for science itself, but every time I hear a young child say, “I wanna be an astronaut when I grow up” I think of Neil Armstrong. A pioneer, innovator, and someone who turned a dream not only into reality for science, but also for those very young lives with a dream.

I was not fortunate enough to be alive during the time when Neil Armstrong first set foot on lunar soil, but I remember that of what my parents tell me. My great grandmother refused to believe it was real. She thought it as all set up in a TV studio. For those who believed it truly happened, nothing would ever be the same again.

The Control Tower from above vectored/directed Armstrong into a flight path that changed the course of history not only for the sake of history, but also to fuel the dreams of many only waiting to take us further and faster.


May his legacy shine through our future aviators, scientists, and dreamers.


Microsoft Flight Simulator Part 2

How on Earth could I possibly fit 65+ photos into one post?  Here we continue..



Let’s share the memories… Every year I did an annual commemoration simulation to mark my anniversary to commercial aviation 17 June 1996.


Putting down the gear over Long Island (5-Towns area) for JFK 31L A very familiar neighborhood to me.


Touching down 31L coming in From FRA..


The A380: Both Beauty and a Beast (But then beauty is in the eye of the beholder)


Debarking and celebrating yet another successful A380 mission at Terminal 1. (Only to turn around to get called back by Korean to go back to Asia..)


I was proud to have serviced Korean in so many ways. I gave them my heart and Seoul on both the 777-300ER and the A380.


Another carrier I was happy to service as Captain on both A380 and 777-300ER was Singapore.. Here we are off to Changi from Hong Kong..



MEL – SIN As peaceful as this photo seems we had just climbed out of some very choppy weather..


Even though most of my assignments were on the longhaul heavies.. I loved doing domestic A319/20 ops. Here is our Redwood baby climbing out of JFK for SFO on the Breezy Point/RBV departure SID. (31L was under renovations at the time.)


Memphis based Pinnacle Airlines was a shadow airline I serviced for NW. Here was our LENDY5 (now LENDY6) STAR into JFK’s 22L from Detroit. (CRJ2)


On final for Kennedy’s 31L from LAX. This was the end of my first A330 training with more to follow with other carriers.


I loved Virgin Atlantic.. because they trained me for Captainship (despite the fact I remained FO) on this flight from JFK-LHR. And yes, again, the 31L Canarsie Departure.


Short ride into O’Hare from Dulles.


Smoking the mains…


Loading Noah’s Ark


Busy morning as both 04s were in use here at JFK. Waiting to line up to leave for Gualruhos.


Off to Osaka


CSI Miami: EL AL Style.. After a diversion to MIA we lift off to go back to JFK to attempt to be ready for the midnight flight out to TLV..


Another aircraft that I was a candidate to train for Captaincy. I loved this piece of metal dearly. Here we are smoking the main at HKG. I also flew this aircraft AMS-JFK. Then never flew it again. It was nice while it lasted.


Delta usually called during the summer. Especially for the 2009-2010 Mediterranean 777 upgrades. Here we are leaving NYC in style via the 31L “Bridge Climb” departure for Madrid-Barajas.


Coming into AMS from Minneapolis..


Intercepting MERIT en route to Tel Aviv


The thunder rolls..


The buck stops here..


Routine ride over to DeGaulle from Kennedy. This time as Air France 7. Rocketing out of 22R.


Turn to final..


Alitalia one of my more interesting clients.. But I would never pass up a chance to fly into Malpensa especially in my 777..


I was in charge of the landing as First Officer however it went better than expected. Love Ben Gurion..


On board KLM 644 as deputy Senior Officer. And yes, there is a secret reason why my fuel load is quite substantial.


Exterior view..


A Typical trip for one of the alliances. I was literally locked up for days. (Usually over the weekends.) I rarely saw the day of light unless it was from my computer.



Back in the USA from Sydney.. Now off to A330 bootcamp



“Longreach” Always a reflection of how far I am reaching both in the virtual skies and real life skies. Reach for the skies and take your dreams off to reality..


I had never experienced so many anxious passengers in my life. Especially 48K who decided to stuff three soiled baby diapers in their front seat pocket.  I rest assure you Carliysle Aviation Services on behalf of our esteemed client Air France contacted the person and sent them a nice bill.


Off to DeGaulle. Again. Leaving Terminal 1 from Gate 6. The same gate I boarded my first 777 (F-GSPM) to Paris (in real life)


Over Iraq en route to the United Arab Emriates. Yes, this debut flight.


KLM wasn’t the only 777 I serviced to AMS


One of the longer missions… LAX-Dubai


Detroit – Amsterdam


Dynasty 20 Heavy in bound JFK 22L from KIX


Resting peacefully at the gate. And so was I…


Pressing on despite the weather. One nasty NYC evening..



TEAM WORK: Captain Natan Hoffmann rockets off 22R as I take my load over to the same runway for our ride.


Thanks to all of my passengers for their nice shots. Our departure from ORD en route to LGA.


So many memories, so many thoughts and all the frustration that went into the program I must say that it was well worth it.  What is your motivation to success?  And what channel do you use to fuel your throttle?


One of my best and fondest memories of the program:


Captain Natan Hoffmann, Boeing 747-400, Senior Officer Jeremy Carlisle, Boeing 737-800 in formation flight over Israel.


My last scheduled simulation was to be on June 6th, 2012, non-stop Honolulu-JFK in a Hawaiian Airbus Industrie A330-200.  Due to time constraints, I could not do the trip and decided to release my program from the computer.  As a result, I dedicate my two Flight Simulator tribute posts to the launch flight of Hawaiian Airlines 50 Heavy.




Once again, I have so many people to thank not only for their time, but their patience.

Mike for taking the time to train me on the PSS 777, for sending me the traffic program all the way over here to the US – I am forever greatful.  My airports couldn’t have been busier because of you.  And trust me – they were  BUSY!

To Jonny and Jason for getting me to realise that being a purist wasn’t the worst thing in the world.  It was actually one of the best decisions that I have made and by the photos, everyone can be a judge of that.

Natan, thank you for your time and many hours of putting up with my frustrations, problem solving, and for the many hours and many virtual trips we’ve done together. You have taught me everything a Boeing Captain needs to know.  It was an honor being both your Captain and FO.

To Karlene, what can I say?  Thank you for teaching me not only to be an effective (simulator pilot), an 744/A330 one at that, but also your kind words and encouragement, especially after I announced my retirement – for good reason – to become a real pilot.  I assure you I will be going back into the closet to get my uniform and hat to join you on a Boeing someday sitting to your right.  Also thank you for meeting me at the virtual gate in Seattle.  The long flights make a person lonely especially when you feel like your the only one on the flight deck.

To my Twitter family who have come aboard my virtual trips.  They wouldn’t have been the same without you all.  Trust me.

Most of all, thank you to Phoenix Simulations, PSS JustFlight, Airbus AeroSim, Wilco Airbus, Project Opensky, PMDG, VATSim, Project Airbus, Aerosoft, and FS DreamTeam JFK.  These photos are a testament to your success as software developers.  Only if you knew what joy and enthusiasm you have put into many aviation enthusiasts, such as myself, around the world.  To all of my virtual “clients”, I will see you all in the real life skies – as an ATP.

And most, most of all thank you to all of you, who have put up with my multiple Facebook and Twitter postings of my screenshots.  You all have been very tolerant people, indeed.










































Microsoft Flight Simulator

Microsoft Flight Simulator. 

A computer program that has been a major part of my life since 1998.  Little did I know what the outcome would be after having installed the program into my PC some 14 years ago.  Ask me then what an ILS, APU, CDU, PFD, FMC/FMS was I wouldn’t even know where to begin.  I had no concept of how to program my flight management systems to intercept an intersection or VOR at a certain speed and altitude when approaching the airport.  I had  no concept of oceanic clearance, position reports, less alone what CAT I/II/III stood for.  What would I do if I was incoming to land, had 5 aircraft in front of me and wanted to avoid a go-around?  No knowledge of slow flight.  No knowledge of what to do for an in-flight shutdown.  Flying and even simulating is much more than taking off and pressing a button.  Even on the simulator…




Despite the fact many people have told me and asked me why I “wasted” so much of my precious time on the program, this comes to show the good this program has done for my aeronautical education.  To take it a step further, it fueled my passion for the real thing to such a degree, that the end result was my untimely “retirement” from FS this past June, with the exception of my play dates with the nephew.  I have reached my fullest potential with the program. It has flown me to where I need to be: the real thing.  As the motto goes, “As real as it gets.”

Always looking forward to lovely weather coming into DeGaulle…


I could write a series of novels of my experiences with Microsoft Flight Simulator.  But then, pictures are worth a thousand words.  I was deciding which of the hundreds to showcase, however it was all too very hard to choose which ones to publish. The results are below the article..

A few memories to share were my first flights in the Cessna SkyHawk C172 tutorial…  The multiple crash landings.  They were fun at first, but then I thought what if this happened to me in real life?  After that I became more serious in my practice “flights” taking them to a whole new level.  Shortly after that I found myself sitting in front of a Boeing 737-200 virtual flight panel.  More complex.  More detailed.  As my trial and error knowledge continued to started to self teach the instruments, their functions, and with the help of online aviation pen-pals, some of them real life pilots, I learned a lot.  Support groups of fellow both pilots and simulator pilots, I was able to soar with knowledge not only with instruments on the base panel but also with flight simulation skills.  With all of that, I had only touched the edge of the surface that I had to break through, especially with my destined training and usage of a professional panel of one of the most technologically advanced aircraft today: the Boeing Triple Seven.

As time went on, I learned many aircraft and their functions from a base panel, or generic flight deck.  Nothing was realistic but it gave me a starting ground.   Then other aircraft followed.  Then came the real tests: flight simulations both short and long haul.  It was time to go into the closet to test my skills.  I was quite pleased with the results that followed and I then had a new obsession.  Or was it an obsession?  Perhaps, a passion.. or at least the fuel for it.

First set of flight simulations came with the FS tutorials: LAX-JFK in the Boeing 737-200.  Having no knowledge with SIDs or STARs, I flew basic maneuvers and was acquainted with VORs and Intersections along with my flight planning or flight plans that were given to me.  Soon after when Flight Simulator 2000 came out and introduced me to the 777, I trained on the tutorial for the O’Hare-Heathrow flight.  Soon after, I had a professional add-on program for the Boeing Triple Seven to which I spent countless hours brainstorming, working, and teaching myself with the help of friends, (you know who you are) to really learn how to fly a 777 using a real virtual flight deck. (From cold and dark to engine start up to flight back to the way you found it.)   That landed me so much success and the feeling of accomplishment was so great that I kept doing these 777 tutorials over and over.  The 777 became love at first “flight.”


One of the sexiest planes I ever took to the virtual skies.. Here we are leaving Boeing Field (KBFI) in Washington State for a test drive.


Once I was acquainted with the Boeing family years later, I moved on to train with Airbus.  Even with both basic and specialized panels I had a grasp on many concepts.  Training on the A319/320/321  along with the FMS was a difficult transition from the Boeing FMC but I wanted knowledge of both FMC/FMS concepts.  I also took on to train on the A330/40 and ultimately the A380 to which was a whole new way of things to look up to.  Literally.  (Just because you are not sitting in the real flight deck doesn’t mean that the outside doesn’t appear to be much lower than it actually seems.)


Our arrival into Singapore from Melbourne


Flight Simulator was full of adventure and even the real stuff happened such as engine number two shutting down on final into Orlando-MCO (757) or turbulence blowing us substantially off course.  Yes there has to be that buffer zone between your craft and the guy cruising beside or near you.  The VAT Sim controllers were always fun to communicate with especially the ones who were real life ATC controllers.  Still remembering the night as I was coming into JFK during rush hour and was told sternly to execute the heading before issuing the readback.  (I will save that for another post.)  With all of my time spending flying these aircraft, I was able to create many simulations, and even schedules to where I would be “airborne” hours on end.

Then a couple of years ago came…:


Carliysle Aviation Services


Who says you can’t have a little fun and play while sim flying realistic carriers?  Yes, I got to play make believe for the first time in many years and yes, I had my own company servicing the virtual airlines. Some of my biggest clients were Northwest-KLM, Delta (by default of the Northwest acquisition), American, Air Canada, Korean, Asiana, JAL, Southwest, Air France, Alitalia, EL AL, Hawaiian, United, Emirates, US Airways, QANTAS, Singapore, and many more..

My make believe “company” took my team of ATPs and I all around the world.  Grand Rapids to Detroit, Boston to Charleston, New York to LA, Osaka to Amsterdam, London to Bangkok, Detroit to Shanghai, Tel Aviv to LA, Paris to St. Martin, and my longest: London non-stop Sydney in a 744.  Yet those are only to name a few of many.  It was an honor to fly with each and everyone of these liveries and took pride as for those who I served.

VTR (Virtual Type Rate)s, My Roles, and Our Fleet


  • A319/20/21, Sr. Officer
  • A330-200/-300, First Officer, Sr. Officer (Hawaiian Airlines)
  • A340-300/-600, Senior Officer
  • A380-800, Captain


  • 737-200/-800/-900, Sr. Officer
  • 747-400, First Officer, (Sr. Officer Detroit – Amsterdam)
  • 757-200, First Officer
  • 767-300/ER /-400, Captain
  • 777-200/-300 -200ER -300ER -200LR -200LRF, Captain / Check Airman

Aerospatiale – British Aerospace

  • SST Concorde, First Officer (British Airways/AirFrance)


  • LearJet 45XR – Captain

Canadair Regional Jet

  • CL -200 First Officer (Northwest: Saginaw/Bay City/Midland-MBS to Detroit-DTW)
  • CL -700 First Officer (Honolulu-Kona)

I also un-officially have trained on the McDonnell Douglas DC-9 (flown with Northwest Airlines) and MD-11 (KLM)

I have so many people to thank for making this program possible to me both on and offline.  You know who you all are.  Also, so many of the programs, especially Just Flight/PSS 777 Professional, FS DreamTeam JFK, AeroSoft AES/Paris-Charles DeGaulle, and so many others.

Pictures are worth a thousand words, so please allow me to leave you with my showcase of my finest moments with Microsoft Flight Simulator:

The end of my A380 training. Once we landed, I landed four heavy bars upon both of my shoulders. Like the weight of this aircraft.

My debut as A380 Captain: JFK-Dubai… No better way to start things off right with a Canarsie departure..

Back from Osaka…

Leaving Nice (Cote D’Azure) for JFK. Post NWVA acquisition we took on all DVAL destinations.

Awaiting for pushback as this Detroit bound DC-9 makes its way to Kennedy’s 13L.

To Jonny and Jason… Leaving Sydney for Vancouver

Ready to go to the hotel and crash…

Touching French ground coming in from Tel Aviv

Royal Jordanian A346 cruising above us as we ascend to our cruising on our way to JFK…

My office PFD inside our 777 en route Detroit – Shanghai. The near Polar route has the “ribbon” design effect on the display.

Climbing to cruise out of Melbourne

Over the sea of Japan…

Amsterdam – Atlanta

Soaring along the coast of Long Island to Heathrow in style…

Just completed a 13 hour and 15 minute ride.

This photo is dedicated to my friends on IBE6250 tonight. Our Redwood making taxi to 31R for the Breezy Point/RBV depature to SFO as IB 6250 screams and thunders down the runway.

Preparing for the first boarding call to NY-JFK One tired Captain I was that morning wait afternoon wait, what day is it? Who am I? What am I?

As First Officer, I was spotted landing our craft on 31R

Heading OneZeroZero bank from Kennedy’s 04L – Tel Aviv bound.

The beginning of our 16 hour and 45 minute trans-polar expedition.

The beginning of my A330 training LAX-JFK after having come back from a R/T trip LAX-SYD on the A380. Never a dull moment for me.

Having just arrived in ORD hours before as FO on a LH 744 from FRA, here I am in this United 744 leaving for Tokyo with planted in virtually the same seat.

Frankfurt – Chicago

NRT-ICN… or I should say RJAA-RKSI

Stay tuned as there is more of this post to come…..