Kenny Rogers passed away at age 81. Rest In Peace Gambler.
Hey another pilot! Got my private in a 172, now fly a 1976 A185F on floats. Cool story!I met him once back in about 84. A couple of friends and I had flown a 172 to Des Moines, IA to get some hours. The ramp guy came out and asked us to move our plane to one side of the ramp to make room because Kenny Rogers was coming in. He had a concert that night and arrived in a 727 charter. He took the time to walk across the ramp and thank us for moving our plane. How he’d have even known we’d moved I can only guess. He gave us some autographed pictures, thanked us again and headed out. He seemed like a genuinely nice guy.
He said he was running late and was sorry he had to run, but he still took the time to go out of his way. A classy gesture I’ll not forget.Hey another pilot! Got my private in a 172, now fly a 1976 A185F on floats. Cool story!
RIP Kenny.
Haha, that it is! That is why it may be little known elsewhere, but in Alaska it is probably the most popular bush plane, outside of maybe a PA-18, especially on water. An unmistakable sound the 185 flying overhead, with that ear piercing prop getting pulled by a full 300 horses, hahaha.He said he was running late and was sorry he had to run, but he still took the time to go out of his way. A classy gesture I’ll not forget.
The 185 is a brute, pure utility. A little known hell of a plane.
I got my private in a 1947 C140. Conventional gear on a grass strip was a fun way to learn.
Wow a 140! Talk about a little known airplane! I learned on gravel. I’ll never forget the first time I landed on a paved strip. The squeal of the tires on touchdown surprised the hell out of me, hahaha.
Sounds familiar. The first time I landed on pavement it felt like greased ice. Talk about busy feet.Wow a 140! Talk about a little known airplane! I learned on gravel. I’ll never forget the first time I landed on a paved strip. The squeal of the tires on touchdown surprised the hell out of me, hahaha.
Haha yep. I can still hear my 80 year old half blind 5’0” CFI “Walk your feet, walk your feet, walk your feet....”Sounds familiar. The first time I landed on pavement it felt like greased ice. Talk about busy feet.