Friday, January 25, 2008

Panic!

I thought my wings were getting clipped. After 8 years of blissful flight in my magic carpet, I faced a do-or-die deadline, Jan 31st. The FFA has changed all the rules about how we do this sport and getting compliant with the new rules is a bit complex. Its not the way we fly that they changed. It has more to do with the way the FFA has pulled us under their oversight. Now I have to hold a real pilots license (that part done), and our aircraft have to be N-numbered and certified by a "Designated Airworthiness Representative" like all other aircraft--yearly.



The January 31st deadline was as follows: get your plane N-numbered and airworthy certified by this day, or your plane can never, ever fly or be legal again. I wasn't making it. It needed overhaul anyway, so I decided a few months ago to get the engine redone and replace some of the worn components. Well, some of the parts that should have been done by today, were not done.



At the eleventh hour however (today), I got word that the FFA granted reprieve to those of us who had started the paperwork earlier. They must have seen the writing on the wall: 27,000 or so aircraft were about to become forever illegal. So I have a little more time. Whew! I hate working on my bird under duress. I left it unfinished in the garage and got on my mule and went for a much needed ride with my boys.










3 comments:

mamabearharder said...

I am glad to hear that you got more time! That would have been aweful if you had to stop flying. I still need to go again after the baby is born!

I finally have a new blog up so you should come check it out! Love ya

Sharon said...

I don't know how you have time to fly anymore with all of your mule stuff going on. Since I've only been up in that thing once, I think it's about time I get another ride. After I've been over to ride your assinines.

BonBon said...

Wow I can't believe they are coming down on you guys like that.

Maybe when you are finished fixing up your bird, you can rig a seat belt for your ass and take him for a ride. Then maybe his offspring will have wings and you can sell a whole new breed of flying mules!