by Papa9571 » Fri Dec 30, 2005 5:07 pm
One night on my way into San Francisco I was being vectored into the airport. Then it got real quiet. No calls for me to turn and begin final approach, just switching to different controllers and altitude change calls that barely kept me from hitting the mountians. I kept watching the GPS and seeing that I was getting farther and farther away from the airport. Finally, when I was 120 miles away I cancelled my flight plan and opened it up again. I made it to the airport and landed.
How I wish I could have had a talk with that controller that forgot me.