@`92 my buddy Drew calls and asks if I want right seat over to the west coast. He flew corporate for Minton Groves. We took the Piper over and picked up the Queen Air.
Ah, a chance at flying a Beech twin. I could not have been happier. Well at 500 ft. off the deck commin`outta Tampa, smoke starts pouring out of the defroster vents. Not I just lit a ciggie smoke, but full on blinding white smoke.
Drew gets on the horn and very loudly relays this is 47 echo romeo requesting IMMEDIATE EMERGENCY COME AROUND. I thought to myself....hmmm Drew, you might want to work on your bedside manner there. He was focused only on the runway. I looked at the guages and saw some increases.....you`ve got to be kidding me.
Um, Drew, ah you do realize that if we lose power we will not make it back to the field.
Shut up I`m pilot in command. Ohhhhhk.
I am now looking around for fields and checking the guages.
Why don`t we check the list in reverse. We get to turn off the defroster.
Presto.
They gave us a courtesy hangar. Took the core out of the equation.
1 piece of copper pipe and 4 clamps on the logs.
Drew was buzzing cattle on the way home.
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