Slipping the Surly Bonds
UDLS talk
Allan Rempel
April 20, 2007

Introduction
PPSEL, CPSEL, IFR, CFI
Complex, tailwheel, high-performance
Multi, seaplane, turbine, ATP
Glider, balloon, helicopter, gyroplane
Transport Canada, Federal Aviation Admin,
Civil Aviation Safety Authority, ICAO

Requirements
Class 3 medical
Ground school
Meterology theory and weather reports
Aviation law and regulations
Radio communication, flight operations
Aerodynamic theory, controls, instruments
Navigation, human factors
Flight training

Flight training
Minimum 45 hours flight time, 40 in US
Preflight, taxiing, takeoff, landing, turns, slow
flight, stalls, spirals, spins, circuit, forced landings,
navigation, instrument flying, unusual attitude
recovery, emergencies, radio communication
17 hours dual incl 3 hours xc and 5 hours instr.
12 hours solo incl 5 hours xc

These are a few of my favourite planes…

These are a few of my favourite planes…

A license to learn
Private license ~ BSc
Commercial licence ~ MSc
CFI + ATP ~ PhD
Aerobatics, other ratings
Long distance trips
Flying with other pilots, in clubs
Free FAA safety seminars

Memorable flights
Long solo XC for private license
LA to Death Valley and back
LA to Hayward, Golden Gate, Bay Area tour
LA to Vegas, Mandalay Bay
LA to Harris Ranch, earthquake tour
Aerobatic sequence in Pitts Special
Boundary Bay to Oshkosh
Brisbane – Gold Coast – Toowoomba

I want to fly!
Est. cost $6800 - $10000 for private license
Nearest airports are Pitt Meadows and
Boundary Bay
Also Langley, Abbotsford, Chilliwack
Ultralights – King George Airpark
Bellingham…

Aviation organizations
Aircraft Owners & Pilots Association (AOPA)
Canadian Owners & Pilots Assn (COPA)
Experimental Aircraft Assn (EAA)
National Assn of Flight Instructors (NAFI)

Velocity XL RG homebuilt

“High Flight” – John Gillespie Magee Jr.
Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of Earth
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;
Sunward I’ve climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth
of sun-split clouds, —and done a hundred things
You have not dreamed of—wheeled and soared and swung
High in the sunlit silence. Hov’ring there,
I’ve chased the shouting wind along, and flung
My eager craft through footless halls of air....
Up, up the long, delirious, burning blue
I’ve topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace
Where never lark nor even eagle flew—
And, while with silent lifting mind I’ve trod
The high untrespassed sanctity of space,
Put out my hand, and touched the face of God.

Off to Koerner’s
Pilots like beer – after flying
“8 hours from bottle to throttle”