Posts Tagged ‘Ice’

If We Have a Late Winter Storm

March 6, 2018

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Great Idea Just in Time

January 5, 2018

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“Cool” Music

April 1, 2017

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Johanna Under The Ice

September 13, 2016

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Crazy Ice Skater

February 21, 2016

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Ice Carnival

January 17, 2016

Below are some images from this weekend’s Ice Carnival held in the “Loop” neighborhood of St Louis (where Chuck Berry’s Blueberry Hill restaurant lives).


Fitz’s Rootbeer




Phoenix Rising


Three Dog Bakery


HSB Tobacconist


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Blueberry Hill


Chuck Berry Statue

Chuck Berry



Largest recorded calving of ice

February 5, 2013


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Ice Festival

December 18, 2012


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Ice & Snow

December 15, 2012


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Flying “Blind”

March 18, 2012

Thanks to my son, Bret, for the tip on the Netflix movie “Strategic Air Command”. I streamed it last Sunday and really enjoyed it. The St Louis Cardinal connection was cool. I forgot what a beautiful plane the Boeing B-47 was. We studied it in Air Force ROTC and I liked it then but for it to still look awesome 60 years later says something about its engineering and design. Jimmy Stewart did a nice acting job and as a teenager I had a crush on June Allyson so the total package was pretty nice.

The movie has a scene were Jimmy Stewart had to bring the bomber in under terrible flight conditions with practically no visibility and it reminded me of my second solo cross-country flight while training to get my private pilot’s license. As I remember the requirement was to fly a three-legged cross-country with minimum distances for each leg. The first stop from St Louis was Decatur, Illinois, 2nd was Springfield, Illinois and finally back to St Louis. Since I was a newbie and not licensed I was required to plan the trip with my instructor. He approved the weather conditions and I was off into the wild blue yonder.

Shortly after take off I encountered light snow showers which made me a bit uneasy however they caused no problem but did indicate a bit of moisture in the atmosphere. The Decatur landing and take off was uneventful and I started my second leg into Springfield, Illinois. At approximately 75 miles from Springfield my windscreen iced over completely and I could see nothing in front of me. The ice came out of nowhere. There was no rain or snow nearby but apparently enough moisture in the air to put me into IFR (Instrument Flight Rules) conditions with no forward visibility. There was a tiny hole in the ice at the bottom of the windscreen about the size of a 50 cent piece but it helped little. My plane was a basic Cessna 152 with only a manifold heater similar to an old style Volkswagen. There were windscreen defroster tubes but it was not a forced air system and had no blower; it could not clear the ice. Trying to sound professional I called the Springfield tower and explained to them I was a student pilot on my 2nd cross-country with an iced up windscreen with no forward visibility and no IFR training.  After a  pause they told me to relax and keep the horizon in my view through the side widow (The horizon is what VFR, Visual Flight Rule pilots, use as a reference to keep the plane level). They explained to me they would vector me onto the runway and clear all traffic from my approach right after the Piper Cherokee completed crossing in front of me; they asked if I saw it and I answered no. After several turns and a descent rate according to their instructions they announced I was over the runway and I could begin my landing procedures.

It was a long runway and I used my side window to gauge my distance from the runway as I slowly descended and made as I remember a fairly smooth landing. They turned me over to ground control who carefully guided me over to a heated hangar where the plane sat for about an hour until the ice was melted. I was told on the way into Springfield a commuter airplane had taken off only to turn back to the airport because of the rogue icing. As on several other occasions I felt the Lord was with me and with his grace and the help of the magnificent staff at the Springfield tower it all ended well. After several hours delay and a phone call to my waiting instructor I resumed my flight and returned to base with no more excitement.