<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2967933085408888487</id><updated>2011-11-27T17:53:55.359-06:00</updated><category term='Recce to the glider field'/><title type='text'>CAVU DAY</title><subtitle type='html'>Ceiling and Visibility Unlimited . . . . .      
 
Making Everyday a CAVU day!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cavuday.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967933085408888487/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cavuday.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316089976230595826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sJKUXA5UcRA/SeufqzmKPeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/e4T6y_Hk-pA/S220/kktwilighttear.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2967933085408888487.post-8127599841055420926</id><published>2009-05-31T20:14:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T20:21:04.603-05:00</updated><title type='text'>7 Lessons</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJKUXA5UcRA/SiMs9VXeoHI/AAAAAAAAAEY/tQ1tCV4gQ04/s1600-h/book_tog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJKUXA5UcRA/SiMs9VXeoHI/AAAAAAAAAEY/tQ1tCV4gQ04/s200/book_tog.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342163015210803314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on the email  list for life coach Cheryl Richardson, in the email she offers these tips to new grads, though the message could apply to one of any age.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-family:Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dear Class,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div  style="font-family:Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For the last fifteen years I've worked as a coach helping people to  create great lives. I've guided artists, entrepreneurs, corporate employees, or  moms and dads through the process of identifying their goals and crafting an  action plan, and then I've held them accountable for taking the actions that  will improve the quality of their lives. I've learned a lot about what makes for  a great life - a life that honors who we really are - our values and most  treasured priorities. And I've learned about what gets in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div  style="font-family:Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div  style="font-family:Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today I'd like to share 7 lessons with you in the hopes that it makes a  positive difference as you set out on the next exciting phase of your  life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div  style="font-family:Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Spend more time on the who rather than  the what&lt;/span&gt;. What you do will &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt;  be less important than who you become. Knowledge is great but it will never take  you as far as your courage, your integrity, your reputation for someone who  keeps his or her word, or your commitment to be of service to others in an  important way. As you go through life, you will face challenges and obstacles.   When you do, get in the habit of asking yourself the following three  questions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div  style="font-family:Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;ul&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How can I grow from this experience? &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What qualities of character am I being called to develop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How can I use this event to make me a better  person?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div  style="font-family:Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2. &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Follow your heart.&lt;/span&gt; Pay far more  attention to what &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; think than what  everyone else thinks.  The most important relationship you'll ever have is with  you. When I think about the regrets I've heard from adults over the years, the  biggest ones always have to do with listening to everyone else but themselves.  Start now. Make your own rules and follow them. At the end of your life, the  most important person you'll have to answer to is you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div  style="font-family:Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3. &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Develop a strong "maverick  muscle."&lt;/span&gt; Be willing to bend the rules, learn how to disappoint others  gracefully, get comfortable with people not liking you, and always strive to be  an original thinker. I have a little sign in my office that says: "No Guts, No  Glory" and I use it to remind me to go against the grain whenever necessary.   Allow yourself to be the unique spirit that you were meant to be.  Trust me.   Your willingness to rock the boat will set you apart from 95% of the people you  meet throughout your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="FONT-FAMILY: Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4. &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Build your courage muscles.&lt;/span&gt;  Starting tomorrow, practice doing one small thing a day that frightens you.  Learn to water ski, ask someone out on a date, go for that promotion you keep  dreaming about, or learn to dance. Small acts of courage strengthen your ability  to take even bigger leaps later on like deciding to write your own book or run  for political office. If you really want to build your courage muscles, take a  public speaking course.  Twenty years ago I allowed someone to drag me to a  Toastmaster's Meeting - an international speech club - and it changed the course  of my life forever.  Courage builds confidence and confident people rarely  settle for less.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="FONT-FAMILY: Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5. &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Don't go to the hardware store for  milk.&lt;/span&gt; When you're excited about doing something new, make sure you turn  to those people who will encourage you to take a chance - the ones who believe  in you rather than those who will tell you why an idea won't work. Surround  yourself with positive people - the kind of people who challenge you to reach  beyond your fear rather than play it safe. There will always be people telling  you why an idea is risky, or why you can't do something. That advice is usually  based on the mistakes they've made or the chances they didn't take because they  were afraid. Always remember this: Someone's past does not equal your future.  When faced with a naysayer, smile, say thank you, and turn around. Stick with  positive people who believe in you. Remember, if you needed milk, you wouldn't  go to the hardware store.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="FONT-FAMILY: Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;By the way, you're mom was right. You &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;do&lt;/span&gt; become who you hang around with. Choose  your friends wisely :).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="FONT-FAMILY: Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6. &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Live by this mantra: Where there's a  will, there's a way. &lt;/span&gt;Don't give up, especially when things get hard, and  don't ever let anyone or anything put limits on you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="FONT-FAMILY: Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7. &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Stay connected.&lt;/span&gt; Your use of  technology - email or texting, for example - will never replace the value of a  live connection with someone. Every now and then pick up the phone and call a  friend or visit a loved one rather than send an email or text message. Too often  I've seen technology draw a wedge between people. When we come to the end of our  lives, it's who we loved and who loved us that matters most.  Make "in-person"  time a priority.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="FONT-FAMILY: Verdana,Geneva,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Finally, at the time you were born you were given an amazing gift - a  gift that most of us forget about as we grow older. It's the power to design  your own unique life. You are an artist. The canvas is your life. From this  moment on, take ownership of this gift and use it wisely. If you do, your life  will become an extraordinary work of art. Congratulations!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2967933085408888487-8127599841055420926?l=cavuday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cavuday.blogspot.com/feeds/8127599841055420926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cavuday.blogspot.com/2009/05/7-lessons.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967933085408888487/posts/default/8127599841055420926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967933085408888487/posts/default/8127599841055420926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cavuday.blogspot.com/2009/05/7-lessons.html' title='7 Lessons'/><author><name>ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316089976230595826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sJKUXA5UcRA/SeufqzmKPeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/e4T6y_Hk-pA/S220/kktwilighttear.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJKUXA5UcRA/SiMs9VXeoHI/AAAAAAAAAEY/tQ1tCV4gQ04/s72-c/book_tog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2967933085408888487.post-5220983961626660521</id><published>2009-05-18T11:01:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T12:40:15.017-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Magic Carpet Ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sJKUXA5UcRA/ShGZIIZz9hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/YZlu5Xt3Klg/s1600-h/00+flood1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337215398384498194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sJKUXA5UcRA/ShGZIIZz9hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/YZlu5Xt3Klg/s200/00+flood1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Winnipeg Gliding Club &lt;a href="http://www.wgc.mb.ca/index.php?option=com_frontpage&amp;amp;Itemid=1"&gt;http://www.wgc.mb.ca/index.php?option=com_frontpage&amp;amp;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Itemid&lt;/span&gt;=1&lt;/a&gt; has a base near &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Starbuck&lt;/span&gt;, Manitoba. Spring flooding of the Red River in southern Manitoba meant wet soaked runways at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Starbuck&lt;/span&gt; Gliderport base and forced a temporary redeployment to the former RCAF - CAF airbase at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Southport&lt;/span&gt; (just south of Portage la Prairie Manitoba).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sJKUXA5UcRA/ShGQ4tpKqeI/AAAAAAAAAD4/8ffST-3K5cs/s1600-h/01gliding1+019+southport+-+800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337206337410083298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sJKUXA5UcRA/ShGQ4tpKqeI/AAAAAAAAAD4/8ffST-3K5cs/s200/01gliding1+019+southport+-+800.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As the weekend approaches, WGC club member "Art Grant " fires off a series of emails that get eveyone pumped about flying Saturday, the "weather" is looking great, when should we start, who is coming. I have not yet meet Art Grant but just the happy tone of his emails gets me eager about heading out to Southport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been to the Portage base many times to watch airshows but never as a sprog (student pilot of any kind). I was excited about this opportunity to see &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Southport&lt;/span&gt; from the other side and most of all to take my first glider flights. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sJKUXA5UcRA/ShGMS57lTYI/AAAAAAAAADg/VK2a2aZ18-M/s1600-h/01gliding1+krsono+canopy001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337201289827011970" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sJKUXA5UcRA/ShGMS57lTYI/AAAAAAAAADg/VK2a2aZ18-M/s200/01gliding1+krsono+canopy001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the time I get my self organized, its' already 8:15 am and I also have to stop for gas, it's the long weekend and the gas companies have jacked up the price a few more cents to show their love for the consumer, I hope I'm not late and miss the group as they head out the the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;flight line&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sJKUXA5UcRA/ShGMS57lTYI/AAAAAAAAADg/VK2a2aZ18-M/s1600-h/01gliding1+krsono+canopy001.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I get to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Southport&lt;/span&gt;, there are five guys in the parking lot, I already know two of them from this winter's ground school, Gib and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Kel&lt;/span&gt;, and meet Art, Jeff and Lloyd.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sJKUXA5UcRA/ShGaOWIr6sI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/3W4BMGl32rc/s1600-h/01gliding1+crew+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337216604661607106" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sJKUXA5UcRA/ShGaOWIr6sI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/3W4BMGl32rc/s200/01gliding1+crew+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Art takes me under his wing and I follow him around like a puppy. It's a beautiful &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;CAVU&lt;/span&gt; morning, cool with some wind but I'm dressed well with lots of layers that I can peel off should it get warm, I got the clothing part right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watch Art and Gib untie the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;WGC&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Krosno&lt;/span&gt; training glider C-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;FVTI&lt;/span&gt;, Art shows me the proper way to open the canopy, the daily inspection checklist that must be done. Jeff heads out in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Citabria&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;towplane&lt;/span&gt;, he flies over to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Jonair&lt;/span&gt; to get fuel. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;VTI&lt;/span&gt; is towed with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; ground support van over to the flight area, Jeff returns with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Citabria. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Art shows me how to strap in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;VTI&lt;/span&gt;, he takes the rear seat , closes the canopy and goes to through the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt; take off checklist. I ask Gib to show me where the air sick bag is - just in case.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sJKUXA5UcRA/ShGQKdtFVjI/AAAAAAAAADw/jY70MyRqQAk/s1600-h/01gliding1+017+tow2+-+800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337205542857561650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sJKUXA5UcRA/ShGQKdtFVjI/AAAAAAAAADw/jY70MyRqQAk/s200/01gliding1+017+tow2+-+800.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The tow planes fires up, Gib hooks up the tow rope, we check the tow release, do the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;remainer&lt;/span&gt; of the checks and the signal is given to launch. We bump along the runway and soon we are off the ground, Art keeps us in position behind the tow plane, the air is lumpy and bumpy. The tow plane twist and turns towing us higher, passing through 2200' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;agl&lt;/span&gt; (above ground level), the air smooths out, the view of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Southport&lt;/span&gt; runways is amazing. We have another 800' to climb, that gives me time to take in the view and snap a few more photos, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Assinboine&lt;/span&gt; River Diversion at Portage is full of water, &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sJKUXA5UcRA/ShGS8JXU09I/AAAAAAAAAEA/U0Ac3xGIYVA/s1600-h/01gliding1+021+diversion-800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337208595414307794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 194px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sJKUXA5UcRA/ShGS8JXU09I/AAAAAAAAAEA/U0Ac3xGIYVA/s200/01gliding1+021+diversion-800.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;then at 3000' I pull the yellow tow rope release handle, call "rope clear and away" and instantly glider &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;VTI&lt;/span&gt; becomes a magic carpet. We glide along, quiet, just the wind noise hissing along the canopy. Art get me to practice turns, I am totally uncoordinated with the rudder and ailerons but I am having to much fun to worry how poor I am doing. Art points out the seagulls circling below us, I am thrilled by their presence and would watch them four hours but Art puts me back to work doing turns. Gravity wins, we are getting lower and soon land. We repeat the process twice more, each flight is more thrilling, more exciting, this Saturday has to be a major, major &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;CAVU&lt;/span&gt; day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337204514829440018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sJKUXA5UcRA/ShGPOoAFFBI/AAAAAAAAADo/7gFmKDD3nYU/s200/01gliding+kk+ag+cockpit+800.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2967933085408888487-5220983961626660521?l=cavuday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cavuday.blogspot.com/feeds/5220983961626660521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cavuday.blogspot.com/2009/05/magic-carpet-ride.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967933085408888487/posts/default/5220983961626660521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967933085408888487/posts/default/5220983961626660521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cavuday.blogspot.com/2009/05/magic-carpet-ride.html' title='Magic Carpet Ride'/><author><name>ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316089976230595826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sJKUXA5UcRA/SeufqzmKPeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/e4T6y_Hk-pA/S220/kktwilighttear.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sJKUXA5UcRA/ShGZIIZz9hI/AAAAAAAAAEI/YZlu5Xt3Klg/s72-c/00+flood1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2967933085408888487.post-3074987131388229983</id><published>2009-05-08T06:00:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T06:38:03.611-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dooh! the best know how to be humble!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJKUXA5UcRA/SgQViSPFcxI/AAAAAAAAADI/l0lUZ91jPKI/s200/Sean+Tucker_oracle_polepass_300x450.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333411537468355346" /&gt;Yesterday, aviation legend and icon Sean D. Tucker ran out of fuel and had to land his aerobatic biplane on a highway. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being an aviation student, I  listened with great interest to this  podcast &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;interview with Sean Tucker done by AVWeb's Russ Niles at &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.avweb.com/podcast/podcast/AudioPodcast_SeanTucker_OutOfGas_200341-1.html?kw=AVwebAudio"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;http://www.avweb.com/podcast/podcast/AudioPodcast_SeanTucker_OutOfGas_200341-1.html?kw=AVwebAudio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What stood out in listening to the accurate interview done by Niles was the Mr. Tucker simply explained he made a mistake and took responsibility for his flight, no blame, no excuses. Good for u, Sean Tucker!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJKUXA5UcRA/SgQVpSfF4GI/AAAAAAAAADQ/H1WG4on6rQI/s200/hwy+101.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333411657794576482" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you want to learn more about Sean Tucker, visit his web site at &lt;a href="http://www.poweraerobatics.com/"&gt;http://www.poweraerobatics.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THUMBS UP for a CAVU DAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sJKUXA5UcRA/SgQV0FMwCmI/AAAAAAAAADY/qIzCwx4PRyE/s200/sean_tucker.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 131px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333411843206548066" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2967933085408888487-3074987131388229983?l=cavuday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cavuday.blogspot.com/feeds/3074987131388229983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cavuday.blogspot.com/2009/05/dooh-best-know-how-to-be-humble.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967933085408888487/posts/default/3074987131388229983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967933085408888487/posts/default/3074987131388229983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cavuday.blogspot.com/2009/05/dooh-best-know-how-to-be-humble.html' title='Dooh! the best know how to be humble!'/><author><name>ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316089976230595826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sJKUXA5UcRA/SeufqzmKPeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/e4T6y_Hk-pA/S220/kktwilighttear.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJKUXA5UcRA/SgQViSPFcxI/AAAAAAAAADI/l0lUZ91jPKI/s72-c/Sean+Tucker_oracle_polepass_300x450.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2967933085408888487.post-4775068708081793343</id><published>2009-05-06T18:30:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T19:11:37.405-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Many, Many Road Trips</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sJKUXA5UcRA/SgIioijbuLI/AAAAAAAAACo/XUWWOtDZfk0/s1600-h/dk+smiles+800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332862988625623218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sJKUXA5UcRA/SgIioijbuLI/AAAAAAAAACo/XUWWOtDZfk0/s200/dk+smiles+800.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever been on a road trip where everything is left up to some one else and it all works out perfect, I was on one of those trips last week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My youngest sister was a good athlete and it would follow that her sons are good hockey players, their Dad ( my sister's husband) probably had a lot to do with that, eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On what might be their youngest son's last game of junior hockey I decide to accompany them on a road trip to Calgary to see a couple of playoff games in the famous Saddle Dome. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of the highlights of the trip was that their older son Zack is home from university and came on the trip too, what a great guy, tons of fun! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also wanted an insight on Carson's four years in Calgary, being away from home. In my younger years, I could have won the world title as the most homesick kid ever,  so I feel it was not easy to head off to Calgary, so how did he do it. Some day, long from now, I'll ask and find out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sJKUXA5UcRA/SgIi1jIjdDI/AAAAAAAAACw/BxFKxz0mNQs/s1600-h/casron+jumbotron800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332863212119618610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 188px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sJKUXA5UcRA/SgIi1jIjdDI/AAAAAAAAACw/BxFKxz0mNQs/s200/casron+jumbotron800.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alas, it was not to be a "winning" weekend as "our team" lost both games. Hey, what the heck, it was a great weekend as I had met so many nice people on the trip and having Lena give up for room for me was a treat! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hockey moms having hockey sons or daughters do double duty, they are there for their children to help in their everyday lives, then Mom's are there in their children's hockey lives, the nights are late, trips are long, roster cuts painful, game losses manageable, friendships made, painful memories lessen, fond memories blossom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332866798424103282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 322px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJKUXA5UcRA/SgImGTKLGXI/AAAAAAAAAC4/1CFpSoU9RZw/s400/hitmen+fans+800.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2967933085408888487-4775068708081793343?l=cavuday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cavuday.blogspot.com/feeds/4775068708081793343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cavuday.blogspot.com/2009/05/many-many-road-trips.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967933085408888487/posts/default/4775068708081793343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967933085408888487/posts/default/4775068708081793343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cavuday.blogspot.com/2009/05/many-many-road-trips.html' title='Many, Many Road Trips'/><author><name>ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316089976230595826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sJKUXA5UcRA/SeufqzmKPeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/e4T6y_Hk-pA/S220/kktwilighttear.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sJKUXA5UcRA/SgIioijbuLI/AAAAAAAAACo/XUWWOtDZfk0/s72-c/dk+smiles+800.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2967933085408888487.post-4808447717928617346</id><published>2009-05-04T13:58:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T14:32:18.790-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Glider Ground School - Seelonce Fini</title><content type='html'>13 evening of glider grounds school are done, I managed to get to 12 of the 13,&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sJKUXA5UcRA/Sf8_0INSqQI/AAAAAAAAACY/cyCmpXoteeI/s1600-h/ground+school.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332050648618936578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 188px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sJKUXA5UcRA/Sf8_0INSqQI/AAAAAAAAACY/cyCmpXoteeI/s200/ground+school.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I missed one when I was out of town. Initially I was not sure how I would enjoy the classes put on by the Winnipeg Gliding Club &lt;a href="http://www.wgc.mb.ca/"&gt;http://www.wgc.mb.ca/&lt;/a&gt; . This winter I had turned into a full time cave dweller and I did not want to venture out into the cold after dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As it turned out the classes were a lot of fun, different volunteer instructors (all very knowledgeable) taught the different aviation related subjects and the evenings zipped by. Now for warm dry weather to dry out the glider field so that the flying portion of learning can begin - cheers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2967933085408888487-4808447717928617346?l=cavuday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cavuday.blogspot.com/feeds/4808447717928617346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cavuday.blogspot.com/2009/05/glider-ground-school-seelonce-fini.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967933085408888487/posts/default/4808447717928617346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967933085408888487/posts/default/4808447717928617346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cavuday.blogspot.com/2009/05/glider-ground-school-seelonce-fini.html' title='Glider Ground School - Seelonce Fini'/><author><name>ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316089976230595826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sJKUXA5UcRA/SeufqzmKPeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/e4T6y_Hk-pA/S220/kktwilighttear.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sJKUXA5UcRA/Sf8_0INSqQI/AAAAAAAAACY/cyCmpXoteeI/s72-c/ground+school.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2967933085408888487.post-8366043470503826691</id><published>2009-04-28T19:59:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T19:13:34.296-05:00</updated><title type='text'>No Big Deal</title><content type='html'>I rode my bike to work today, &lt;strong&gt;no big deal you say&lt;/strong&gt;, well it was for me cause I've been thinking about doing it for a couple of years, I really wanted to start riding to work but things never fell into place until this spring, I had more reasons than the Dept. of Excuses for not doing it. This spring I just seem to have a knowing that this was the year for biking. Earlier this month, I stumbled on a new bike that being cleared out as last years model from Canadian Tire and got a great deal on it. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJKUXA5UcRA/Sfen6CQz6GI/AAAAAAAAACI/RNItUo1OxZY/s1600-h/1biking1+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329913299497904226" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJKUXA5UcRA/Sfen6CQz6GI/AAAAAAAAACI/RNItUo1OxZY/s200/1biking1+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The ride was great, the morning was cool at -1C, the ride home a bit warmer. Princess Auto had this bright yellow safety vest for seven bucks, I want to make sure no one runs me over though I look like a "hoser". I'm using my inline skating helmet so that I can wear a thin balaclava, there was a windchill shown on the weather channel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The route I chose takes me through Assiniboine Park, down the Wellington Ave bike trail and into down town. Park of the bike trails runs along Assiniboine River, just beautiful, an honest to goodness CAVU morning!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329913595222023170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 476px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 322px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJKUXA5UcRA/SfeoLP673AI/AAAAAAAAACQ/PTxOuL0d2Jw/s320/1biking1+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2967933085408888487-8366043470503826691?l=cavuday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cavuday.blogspot.com/feeds/8366043470503826691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cavuday.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-big-deal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967933085408888487/posts/default/8366043470503826691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967933085408888487/posts/default/8366043470503826691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cavuday.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-big-deal.html' title='No Big Deal'/><author><name>ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316089976230595826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sJKUXA5UcRA/SeufqzmKPeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/e4T6y_Hk-pA/S220/kktwilighttear.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJKUXA5UcRA/Sfen6CQz6GI/AAAAAAAAACI/RNItUo1OxZY/s72-c/1biking1+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2967933085408888487.post-1572167240585111740</id><published>2009-04-27T17:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T17:49:05.675-05:00</updated><title type='text'>OGG (one great guy)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJKUXA5UcRA/SfY2O9AJhzI/AAAAAAAAABg/1asf6vbgwuM/s1600-h/001WHAM_april09+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329506839560816434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJKUXA5UcRA/SfY2O9AJhzI/AAAAAAAAABg/1asf6vbgwuM/s320/001WHAM_april09+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My buddy Frank and I were out flying our r/c airplanes, such a treat to start the flying season, cool but almost CAVU and the field is fairly dry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Frank's a damm good flyer considering he only has one good eye, and now that he had cataract sugery on that eye, he flies even better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;An ex fire fighter that has been buried in a collapsed burnt building a couple of times, this guy love of life is amazing, hanging out with Frank makes any day a CAVU Day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2967933085408888487-1572167240585111740?l=cavuday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cavuday.blogspot.com/feeds/1572167240585111740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cavuday.blogspot.com/2009/04/ogg-one-great-guy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967933085408888487/posts/default/1572167240585111740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967933085408888487/posts/default/1572167240585111740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cavuday.blogspot.com/2009/04/ogg-one-great-guy.html' title='OGG (one great guy)'/><author><name>ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316089976230595826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sJKUXA5UcRA/SeufqzmKPeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/e4T6y_Hk-pA/S220/kktwilighttear.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJKUXA5UcRA/SfY2O9AJhzI/AAAAAAAAABg/1asf6vbgwuM/s72-c/001WHAM_april09+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2967933085408888487.post-1552560120196394750</id><published>2009-04-25T09:02:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T10:02:11.402-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Eye on the Prize</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Following the lives of my children, nieces and nephews has taught me lots of stuff. Young people have an elasticity to their lives and they have big goals and big dreams, big hearts. From a distance I can see things that I cannot see in the clutter of my own life, thus I learn from them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sJKUXA5UcRA/SfMiaQuXu-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/5JZ4b21y5L4/s1600-h/1EasternConferenceTrophy_700.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328640618670832610" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sJKUXA5UcRA/SfMiaQuXu-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/5JZ4b21y5L4/s320/1EasternConferenceTrophy_700.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;CAVU&lt;/span&gt; news is that Carson has signed a pro hockey contract with the Minnesota Wild and we all get to share in his joy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think that when he left home four years ago, to play with the Calgary &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hitmen&lt;/span&gt;, hockey became fun work, fun but still work. Over the past four years I was lucky  to attend a couple of his games each and see Carson work to his goal or as his mom says, keeping his eye on the prize.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Hitmen&lt;/span&gt; season has been special, the "stars" of last year's team had moved on and there were not any " stars" left on the team thus &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; unknowns. To &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;everyone's&lt;/span&gt; surprise, the team had a great season, one of their best in history, good for them, they worked hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I find the best part of the game is after the game for that is where the real magic happens and I get to watch Carson interact with small kids that have big dreams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sJKUXA5UcRA/SfMkHmlzbsI/AAAAAAAAABY/viBbNPIiF80/s1600-h/brandon_2009_02_13_015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328642497146220226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sJKUXA5UcRA/SfMkHmlzbsI/AAAAAAAAABY/viBbNPIiF80/s320/brandon_2009_02_13_015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SAINT PAUL/MINNEAPOLIS, Minn. -- Minnesota Wild Acting General Manager Tom Lynn today announced the National Hockey League (NHL) club has signed right wing &lt;a href="http://wild.nhl.com/team/app/?service=page&amp;amp;page=PlayerDetail&amp;amp;playerId=8474077"&gt;Carson McMillan&lt;/a&gt; to an entry-level contract.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://wild.nhl.com/team/app?articleid=419953&amp;amp;page=NewsPage&amp;amp;service=page"&gt;http://wild.nhl.com/team/app?articleid=419953&amp;amp;page=&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;NewsPage&lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp;service=page&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank-you Carson!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2967933085408888487-1552560120196394750?l=cavuday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cavuday.blogspot.com/feeds/1552560120196394750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cavuday.blogspot.com/2009/04/eye-on-prize.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967933085408888487/posts/default/1552560120196394750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967933085408888487/posts/default/1552560120196394750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cavuday.blogspot.com/2009/04/eye-on-prize.html' title='The Eye on the Prize'/><author><name>ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316089976230595826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sJKUXA5UcRA/SeufqzmKPeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/e4T6y_Hk-pA/S220/kktwilighttear.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sJKUXA5UcRA/SfMiaQuXu-I/AAAAAAAAABQ/5JZ4b21y5L4/s72-c/1EasternConferenceTrophy_700.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2967933085408888487.post-7882182147486878546</id><published>2009-04-23T21:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T21:43:06.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJKUXA5UcRA/SfEmxXvgJcI/AAAAAAAAABI/KyAYMsxufuk/s1600-h/1cupcakes+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328082463784707522" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJKUXA5UcRA/SfEmxXvgJcI/AAAAAAAAABI/KyAYMsxufuk/s320/1cupcakes+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we create something with our hands, cooking, baking, building, drawing, painting ......the joy in the end makes a for a super CAVU day, these cupcakes were made by someone I love dearly, aren't they beautiful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2967933085408888487-7882182147486878546?l=cavuday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cavuday.blogspot.com/feeds/7882182147486878546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cavuday.blogspot.com/2009/04/when-we-create-something-with-our-hands.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967933085408888487/posts/default/7882182147486878546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967933085408888487/posts/default/7882182147486878546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cavuday.blogspot.com/2009/04/when-we-create-something-with-our-hands.html' title=''/><author><name>ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316089976230595826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sJKUXA5UcRA/SeufqzmKPeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/e4T6y_Hk-pA/S220/kktwilighttear.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sJKUXA5UcRA/SfEmxXvgJcI/AAAAAAAAABI/KyAYMsxufuk/s72-c/1cupcakes+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2967933085408888487.post-7234598156997153331</id><published>2009-04-19T17:48:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T17:52:51.070-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Flight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sJKUXA5UcRA/Seuq---qiOI/AAAAAAAAAA4/sOLS28yTZNU/s1600-h/backseat+headphones.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326538983330187490" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sJKUXA5UcRA/Seuq---qiOI/AAAAAAAAAA4/sOLS28yTZNU/s320/backseat+headphones.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A buddy Garnet Burke emailed me these photos of his grandson taking his first airplane ride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;When you are a kid, most days are CAVU Days, small things are special thrills.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Thanks Garnet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sJKUXA5UcRA/SeurF-kbPgI/AAAAAAAAABA/PEWcP6ka0QY/s1600-h/Ethan+flyby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326539103479217666" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sJKUXA5UcRA/SeurF-kbPgI/AAAAAAAAABA/PEWcP6ka0QY/s320/Ethan+flyby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2967933085408888487-7234598156997153331?l=cavuday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cavuday.blogspot.com/feeds/7234598156997153331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cavuday.blogspot.com/2009/04/first-flight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967933085408888487/posts/default/7234598156997153331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967933085408888487/posts/default/7234598156997153331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cavuday.blogspot.com/2009/04/first-flight.html' title='First Flight'/><author><name>ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316089976230595826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sJKUXA5UcRA/SeufqzmKPeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/e4T6y_Hk-pA/S220/kktwilighttear.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sJKUXA5UcRA/Seuq---qiOI/AAAAAAAAAA4/sOLS28yTZNU/s72-c/backseat+headphones.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2967933085408888487.post-257330056839793603</id><published>2009-04-13T19:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T11:09:26.074-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recce to the glider field'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We drove out to the &lt;a href="http://www.wgc.mb.ca/"&gt;Winnipeg Gliding Club &lt;/a&gt;field on Sunday to see where it was. The site is 50.2km from my doorstep -one way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The site looks great, the camping area is located in the old farm yard site and has nice trees, it's going to be a great place to park the camper and start glider flying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The site has a lot of water on it from the spring melt, it'll be a few weeks before before the tow planes will be able to use the runways.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2967933085408888487-257330056839793603?l=cavuday.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cavuday.blogspot.com/feeds/257330056839793603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://cavuday.blogspot.com/2009/04/we-drove-out-to-winnipeg-gliding-club.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967933085408888487/posts/default/257330056839793603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2967933085408888487/posts/default/257330056839793603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cavuday.blogspot.com/2009/04/we-drove-out-to-winnipeg-gliding-club.html' title=''/><author><name>ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03316089976230595826</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sJKUXA5UcRA/SeufqzmKPeI/AAAAAAAAAAM/e4T6y_Hk-pA/S220/kktwilighttear.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
