Tonight (8th) we flew out to Yuma, AZ for a VFR cross-country. I have only driven through Yuma so it was cool to fly close to the Mexican border. Not to mention the airport is half international airport/Marine Corps Air Station. Right off the runway threshold were about 2 dozen F/A 18s parked for the night it was great to see.
Other than that this week was boring. Sim, sim, and more sim with about 4 hours of ground school afterwards. I have to hand it to my instructor, a big chunk of this program is self-study. A small number of instructors come in; hit the sim with their student; assign homework and send them home to study. But RB has been awesome about going through everything with us and then sending us home to study.
It makes the days longer. We start around 7am and don’t finish up until 6pm or so. But I think it is well worth it.
On Saturday we flew out to Long Beach, CA. I had such a good trip. We shot approaches at Coolidge and Casa Grande then aimed LGB. The flight out was uneventful. RB and I grabbed the keys to the crew car and went in search of food (and Amp for him). We ended up at this Philly Cheesesteak place on Long Beach Blvd. It was pretty interesting because it was a combination Cheesteak, Deli, and Mexican place. Yet they had this really loud indian DVD playing with Indian music on it. The two of us looked at each other and knew we would regret eating here in a few hours but we were so hungry it didn’t matter.
After dinner, we fueled and filed. At about 800AGL we started getting a vibration in the #1 engine. That vibration turned into an issue with the prop governor no holding an RPM setting. So it would spool up about 200RPM, then down, then back up. Which causes the airplane to yaw back and forth (very annoying). I mentioned that maybe we had carb ice. As my instructor pulled out the POH I worked on the cruise checklist. When I got to the #2 electric fuel pump, it went past the red line indicating no fuel pressure. I never flipped a switch back so fast in my entire life. At this point it was clear something was up. So we threw on the carb heat and sure enough, fuel pressure started coming back and the #1 stopped vibrating.
The whole situation made me a bit nervous. And I would be lying if I said I hadn’t introduced the idea of diverting to Riverside for the night. But I am so glad it happened since I know what to do in carb icing conditions.
I took some pictures and will try to post them soon.