Friday, October 2, 2020

Terrible Summer of 2020 - Part 2

Part 2.

A week later the skies had cleared of smoke and there was a brief window for a trip North. Rain and storms were forming to the East but the path North was clear. Good time to check the Yukon and its tributaries for high water and available bars for landing. The upper Yukon was splendid! Beautiful clouds and reflections everywhere, especially along the Hodzana drainage and the Yukon in the environs of the lower mouth of the Beaver Creek and the village of Beaver.

The water in all the rivers was still very high - too high to make an assessment of the condition of my favorite gravel bars.


The journey began on a hopeful note with a rainbow


A pervasive layer of fog graced Beaver Creek all the way to Victoria Mt. 











Mt. Adams (the native name for Mt. Schwatka) where the eagle nest



Reflections in the ponds of the Yukon Flats




The Twin Lakes showed very nice reflections







Here the lower mouth of Beaver Creek, more turbid than usual from the heavy rains, 
enters into a branch of the braided Yukon River


 Here are scenes along the Hodzana showing very high water but much clearer



This was my first flight with my new Lightspeed Zulu 3 noise canceling headset



Finally, on the North side of the Whites and adjacent to Mt. Adams.
granite tors like dragons teeth



Terrible Summer of 2020 - Part 1

Part One.

This  has been the worst flying summer that I can recall in more than 40 years of flying in Alaska!
We had uncharacteristic (and unusual for the Interior) rain starting in mid-May. The storms spared the upper Yukon Valley but formed daily over the White Mountains to the North of Fairbanks effectively blocking my usual path to the Hodzana and points North and East.

Then, another anomaly: late in July, as I was preparing to take groceries to my fiends Heimo and Edna in Ft. Yukon, thick smoke rolled in from Siberia! Visibility (shown in the first picture) was down to less than 5 miles and was much worse as I tried to pick my way to the North through the Whites. Had to turn back!

By August 1st the smoke had cleared enough to make my way North safely, and visibility improved  as I approach Ft. Yukon so I was able to get the supplies to my friends.


Smoky conditions, visibility less than 5 mi

 (Below, A few days later - better visibility) 







 The village of Beaver


The Hodzana River where the clear water of this beautiful stream enters the Yukon




My friends Heimo and Edna met me at the Ft. Yukon Airport 



Saturday, May 9, 2020

Back in the Air Again!

My rebuilt engine has been expertly reinstalled in the airplane by Curt Hamlin, and on May 6th I took her up for a shake down flight. Everything is in order and the engine is noticeably more powerful and responsive than before. Only one minor squawk. The idle was set just a bit too high. With that adjusted and after taxiing to confirm that the idle was in the 500 to 550 range, early this morning I practiced maneuvers and the obligatory 3 take-offs and landings, then flew back to my home strip confident that I would ace the landing and I did - came to a full stop 50 feet short of my benchmark on this 1200 ft runway with trees at both ends!
A few views of an aircraft happy to be "home"!

Tuesday, April 21, 2020

My New, Rebuilt Engine Has Arrived!!

My newly rebuilt O-320 Lycoming Engine has arrived in North Pole at Curt's hanger and is in the process of being installed. This is a very thrilling moment for me! Our weather has been terrible all winter and worse this spring, so ski flying would not have been an option this winter. I will be back in the ari soon - just in time for wheels on the ice and the Hodzana! Thank you Curt! And thank you Custom Aircraft of Wasilla!
Yay!














Wednesday, January 1, 2020

2020: Good News - Bad News!

The good news - my engine appears to be salvageable, and the cost of a complete overhaul including all new pistons, cam shaft, cylinders and valves, etc is likely to be in the "affordable" range for an engine rebuild. This process is predicted to take months, and I am hoping that 75AR will be flying again late spring.



The engine just removed from the plane.


The bad news is just the realization and understanding that pilots who do what I do are vulnerable. Every flight into the far North comes with risk and I am fortunate to have flown over 1600 hours in nearly 40 years without an engine failure or a crash in a remote site. I have flying buddies who have not been so fortunate and a few have lost their lives in aviation accidents. The current hiatus has also shown me how important being an Alaskan Taildragger Pilot is to my sense of self and my personal identity. I love to fly and the access it gives me!


No engine, no prop!

While my beautiful airplane sits at Curt's runway and its engine is being rebuilt in Wasilla, I have taken time to watch fascinating YouTube videos of the many off runway pilots who are operating in the lower 48 states. Cory Robin, Jonas Marcinko, Trent Palmer, Mike Patey - the Flying Cowboys! It is a source of great satisfaction to see that fun and explorational aviation is alive and well in the wilder parts of the lower 48. I have worried that too few young people are willing to get away from their electronic devices, their simulators and video games to experience the real thing: learning to fly a real airplane and experience the joy, discovery and mobility that flying affords.

In these videos that I have watched, two major differences are apparent to me between flying "lower 48 remote" and "Alaska remote."

First, while many of the VLOG pilots have ventured into our state, their range of operation has been in Southeast Alaska with some brave souls venturing all the way to Talkeetna and the Alaska Range. I have yet to find any pilot other than commercial guides who have ventured to the North Slope, the Kantishna, the Lower and Upper Yukon, the Porcupine, the Kobuk, the Tanana, the White Mountains and Beaver Creek, or the Noatak. These are the areas that I have flown for the past 40 years and they are dear to my heart. The landmarks are engraved in my mind: Lone Mountain, Moose Heart Mountain, Mt. Adams, Twin Lakes, Victoria Mountain - silent guideposts to the beautiful wild country. I have flown the remote spots, retracing the paths of the early explorers like Robert Marshall in the Brooks Range and Hudson Stuck on the Kobuk, and have flown for days without seeing another human being or another aircraft, such is the remote and wild nature of this place.

Second: in the lower 48 the equipment emphasis appears to be take-off and climb performance. Range does not appear to be a factor - since gas stations are plentiful and many of the aircraft are experimental and use car gas. We would never consider using car gas in Alaska for a number of reasons, including lack of stability, tendency for vapor lock and potential corrosive effects on fuel lines. However, choice of grade of fuel is moot because very few places exist in the Interior of Alaska. where fuel may be purchased(!) North and West of Fairbanks. The following is a list of airport fuel availability that are known to me: Coldfoot, Bettles, Kavik, Kotzebue, and Galena. That means that the emphasis must be on carrying a large supply of fuel which adds a lot of weight, decreasing payload, and on leaning the mixture and retarding RPMs to obtain the maximal range of flight from the least amount of fuel. Thus, one of the first mods I installed on my airplane was a belly tank capable of holding 40 gallons of fuel. With two wings tanks of 20 gallons each, at a cruise fuel burn of 7.5 gal/hour, that gives me a range of nearly 10 hours/900 miles, which is enough to get just about anywhere, but not quite enough to get back if there's a headwind! Refueling, and knowing where it can be found is perhaps the most important part of flight planning in Alaska. Watching the fuel gauge and managing the fuel transfer from the belly tank is right up there with obtaining accurate weather information in importance for a proposed journey.  

While flying in these wild places I have seen a wolf approach close, a grizzly bear gathering blue berries apparently unaware of my presence until it caught my scent, at which time the bear ran at full speed for miles until it disappeared over the horizon. These are among the thrills that await the pilot willing to venture into the Far North.

I am thinking of starting my own VLOG of flight into the North. Hmm!

Imagine this sequence as a video! 
I approach my favorite landing spot on the Yukon River West of Beaver.