Like life, flying delivers roiling mixtures of expectations vs. outcomes that drive and nurture learning, improving, failing, winning, hoping, striving, spiced all too rarely with exhilaratingly triumphant moments. And some of those triumphant moments, while unfolding, can pass through terrifying on their way to exhilarating.
During my first year flying Part 135 charter in King Airs, our daily missions took off out of Washington’s two airports, IAD Dulles and DCA Reagan. I was settling into the rhythm of the job and lifestyle—a close and discreet servant to the rich and famous—all the while busy working to earn the acceptance and respect of fellow pilots.
Our passengers—mostly VIPs, such as senators, congressmen and congresswomen, Cabinet members, national TV press and media celebrities, Secret Service, FBI and Washington powerbrokers—made the otherwise routine…
