Good day to all of my Chappies out there! I have been maintaining radio silence on the forums of late primarily because I am trying to remain focused on taming the meteoric rise of my career. Despite a number of misunderstandings, false starts, accusations and tense office pow-wows with the top bras...

How are you Chappies? I have been fairly busy ironing out some kinks and wrinkles in the ol' training file that have cropped up over the years, and am happy to report I am finally off my 5 year probation! With this great honour comes great responsibility, boys: I am onto some serious training now--t...

Chappies, it is no joke when I say YEG is the best, most glamourous airport in our fair land. I beam with excitement as I stroll through the main terminal, perusing the Apple store and sipping on a skinny latte as my posterior swings in time to the live music being played near the "living wall". See...

I'll be there with bells on, Chappies! Due to some 'misunderstandings' and 'politics' combined with 'unresolvable CRM issues with certain taxi specialists' , I have been passed over for upgrade on the mighty-8! :) I have no fear about my lack of jet time, gents. As soon as they get a load of me dres...

Checked in at 0600. Sized up the taxi specialist with a bleary eyed squint through the steam of a delicious Timmys. What have we here? Mustache. Long sleeved pilot shirt. ‘Remove before flight’ tags on the crew luggage. This was going to be a long one, chaps. What we had here was a taxi specialist t...

Logbook Entry 2369 May 24th, 2012 Took some controlled rest on Taxiway D in YYZ on the way out to 06L, resting up for demanding PF leg up to YAM. Weather barely VFR. Sketchy. Rudely awakened by Westjet pilot making smiley, happy P.A. on 121.5. Leapt into action and promptly tore him a new one. Unfo...

Congratulations!

8) The steady thrum of the mighty P-dubs drone incessantly into the night. I am almost oblivious to their presence as I maintain my vigil, patrolling 121.5 from Timmins to Toronto like a pacing Doberman. The toothpick rides up front, balanced on my lower lip just above the soul patch, the tip vibrat...

Toronto, Ontario, circa 2007 The Dash 8 sim was massive. I found the throttles, but couldn’t see the mixtures anywhere. Oh well, we weren’t going that high anyway. Power, yoke and rudder—what else do you need? I was ready. First of all though, it was time for a quick P.A. for the good people. Alway...

...the Lady Captain looked like she could bang off 10k any day of the week, and barely looked like she was breathing heavy. That wasn’t the case in my camp, chappies. Without warning, the #2 rolly wheel packed it in, and smoke started to pour freely from beneath the rolly. The Balboa sticker bobbed...

The figure in front of me was speaking, but I wasn’t really listening. She had been the lucky recipient of a wink and some finger-gun shots, of course, but had appeared indifferent, so the radar had been deployed elsewhere for more receptive targets. Despite my best efforts at refocusing on the othe...

You fill your boots, Mr. Company Itin. Sometimes I read things in the crew room that make me roar with laughter. Mainly memos of discipline.

I approach the security line-up with a spring in my step. My favourite part of my day is about to begin, chappies. Time for a little professional attention from the talented pros at CATSA*! :goodman: Stride up to that counter, lads, bypassing the common folk as you majestically roll past them with y...

Hello Chappies! Henri here. :D Word on the street is that some of you have been wondering where I have been this past little while. Three words: Living. The. Dream.! 8) I’ve been driving some pretty big iron around the skies, which, although incredibly impressive to the ladies, can have one major dr...

Merry Christmas to all you fellows too! Hope that the Christmas season is as going as well for you as it has been for me. Uncle Serge was over at the homestead today and we put up the Christmas lights--by the time it was all said and done he and I had had quite a few wobblies and we were both lit up...

Hazzie; I'll be there with my spurs on big guy--sporting the white snakeskin boots with the silvertips, coordinating perfectly with the bolle tie, dinner-plate sized belt buckle and sequined thong for later (not for you, but some lucky lass!) Other accessories of late are of the electronic genre; si...

Hello fellows! So good to be back at AvCanada with all my internet brethren. No doubt you have all been pining for updates of my slingshot-like performance to the top of the aviation heap, so I thought it prudent to return to regale you with tales of grandeur now that I'm living the dream at the big...

Always remember chaps, that this is an opportunity to reveal some more of your personality to enhance your hiring chances. I rented a baby blue tux for my grope session with the doc, and threw in a sequined thong down under to brighten the nurse's day. I tell you, there is nothing like the feeling o...

The sky was angry that day, chappies. Jean-Claude, my instructor, had his doubts, but I could tell he was going to give me the nod. Despite that last touchdown--sure, it got away from me a little bit there, but it was only a nosewheel, and the school has 3 other airplanes just like this piece of shi...

Hello everyone; Just wanted to wish everyone on AvCanada the best for the holidays! Me, I'm already holed up at my grandparents ranch in Lethbridge--my brother Serge arrived last night and we had a great time taking turns arm-wrestling Gran-Gran over a classic family dinner of KFC with Jos Louis gal...