by JRoc » Mon Nov 08, 2004 1:52 am
I wouldn't say it was tactics as much as I would being paranoid of having the wind flip me into the side of a mountain, way up in the Swiss Alps. Eating my co-pilot didn't seem too appealing and all.
As for the stop, I had roughly 40 gallons in the centre tank and 35 or something in the other two - I probably could have made it with fuel to spare, but I had no idea if I was going to end up in Egypt or not, so a touch of extra fuel in case I needed to reroute (and nap) was in order. As for the time, I thought that all flights were counted from the second the wheels got off the ground 'til touchdown.
Either way, it was fun, and I realized that I know the European landscape A LOT more than I had expected. After leaving Greece, though, I just kind of picked a logical bearing and shot for it.