Just finished getting some eats after tieing up for the Night at TacAir at KAMA. Today’s legs where KVIS-KHII-KSOW-KAMA. So yes I made it to Texas from Southern Ca via the bumpy Albuquerque route. KAMA Line guys said they rarely ever see our birds but think another Sierra passed thru only a few weeks ago.
Today’s challenge was the 8,800’ density altitude takeoff at Showlow Arizona. Only 300lbs below gross weight and high temps that showed me only just below the shaded do not attempt takeoff area on our performance charts.
First up was a King Air medavac “The big older sister that lead the way.†It lept forward and was off in a respectable 1,500’ of runway. It was gone and over the horizon before us lowly peons could check our magnetos once more.
Next up was a B-55 baron “The middle sister preening her nose.†She must have been a desert girl Her paint was fading and because she was operating under a Cactus call sign “Not a call sign I have heard since America West went Tango-India-Tango up With U.S. Airways†has some hrs on her. Yet, they took up about 2,500’ ft of runway before they hit VMCG and clawed into the sky and they were gone before I could mutter a few more choice words to myself. Reflect some more on my 27years of airplane flying and count over a few things on my fingers again. But it was only 1pm and there was still 4hrs to the day.
I took the active at a running start this was no time to give up available inertia. With a flick of the wrist and a increase in engine noise I knew I had leaned for this takeoff just right. Even N397RC knew she had a family right to uphold today and gave it all she could. Like a steam engine chugging outta of the station and people still jumping aboard we we’re trundling down that crazy high runway.
All engine instruments where in the green. Clearly “Commander Tomâ€. We hope you make the grade surly was playing in the FBO.
Quickly or rather should I say slowly 1k,2k,3k approaching 60knots commander only one more thousand feet to go/no go on that high desert strip . Will what the hell I hit 61kts And gingerly lifted the nose. Like a heavily overlaided WWII B-17 she got off her barstool heaved a heavy sigh and climbed into ground effect inch by inch.
Like a rattler striking I Hit the gear lever and sucked up that drag and accelerated in ground effect.
And then N397RC did what every Sierra does it just didn’t care it started climbing 200fpm/300fpm/500fpm like nothing at all had happened back there on the runway. Like a good solid American hefty girl she just sighed and got busy and started cleaning up. And she did that all the way all on up to 11,500feet.
It was a glorious day gentleman, the glory was ours.
We ll see how far I get tomorrow. But glad to be back in the lowlands.