Not a good night at Louisville Airport tonight!

I absolutely believe you. I've never been afraid of flying, but now that I'm older, every single time I now find myself thinking, “Jesus, this is a really heavy vehicle, is it really going to become airborne before we run out of runway?” Always seems like a miracle of human ingenuity.
The two shortest runways, it seemed to me, that I ever flew out of, were that small secondary airport at Toronto, you know the one, on the island. And the old Hong Kong airport, before they built the new one. Both sphincter-tightening moments, for me. You see the water coming up swiftly, even from the passenger porthole! You think to yourself, “Well… I think it's time we were in the air, now. Yes — it's definitely time.” Wonder if you ever flew in and out of those two?
Can't imagine what it's like being up front. But at least you're in control. We're not!
You wouldn't have got on well with this one then......
 

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Mine is Girth Brooks.

In my previous employment, a group of us were being flown into a USFS fire camp somewhere in Idaho. It was a small plane, essentially a "flying culvert."

I was sitting in the first seat behind the cockpit, which was separated from the passenger area merely by a curtain. The plane began to land, seemingly a "standing on the brakes landing" when I heard a very loud "Oh, fuck!!" from the cockpit.

I thought to myself, "Well, I guess this is it." Thankfully, the plane started to go airborne again. Once in the air, one of the pilots explained this was the wrong fire camp and the airstrip was far too short to land the plane. The one we were going to was a "short" distance away. They had just seen a camp and airstrip and assumed the one with the aborted landing was the one.

Scared and helpless were my emotions. It may not have been as bad without the "oh, fuck."
 
Mine is Girth Brooks.

In my previous employment, a group of us were being flown into a USFS fire camp somewhere in Idaho. It was a small plane, essentially a "flying culvert."

I was sitting in the first seat behind the cockpit, which was separated from the passenger area merely by a curtain. The plane began to land, seemingly a "standing on the brakes landing" when I heard a very loud "Oh, fuck!!" from the cockpit.

I thought to myself, "Well, I guess this is it." Thankfully, the plane started to go airborne again. Once in the air, one of the pilots explained this was the wrong fire camp and the airstrip was far too short to land the plane. The one we were going to was a "short" distance away. They had just seen a camp and airstrip and assumed the one with the aborted landing was the one.

Scared and helpless were my emotions. It may not have been as bad without the "oh, fuck."
Keeping it real in Idaho!
 

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