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Skcolha had missed a vital clue to the indentity of the evil Schitso.

Schitso had lived in Raland since he was born at the age of three.

He is shown in a group photo of Raland High School, Form 10 here.

There was a note on the back of thew photo which read "Absent - The Rat with the Golden Tooth"

What happend was that Ratto wouldn't take off his Raybans and the headmaster kicked him off the shoot.

But, readers, we have more serious work afoot.

Schitso joined in all the fun at Raland High School, although his overbearing manner did get on everyone's nerves.

Firefly was a keen footballer, and one day the team travelled to Rogerstown, which was a major aluminium producer, for a match.

The match went well, and they celebrated down at the Boomerang Cafe, where Firefly noticed Schitso in one of the back booths talking earnestly with three hoods from the local town.

He overheard the word Raland and sidled closer, keeping out of Schitso's vision.

"They're a pack of girls", he heard Schitso say, they couldn't find their way out of a paper bag, and they SMELL"

He went on with some appalling stories about Ralanders and how they didn't even deserve to be in the Commonwealth.

This shocked Firefly, but the following week the team travelled to Carisbrook and there was Schitso in the bar, all restraints down giving a spray to anyone that came in.

Firefly made his mind up to give Schitso a good talking to because this was giving Raland a bad name, but when he went down to the Raland Cafe, there was Schizo praising a group of Ralanders and telling them how lucky they were to be living in Raland.

Ratto didn't know what to make of this and went on replacing the minties that thugs had taken fron his Cherubs.

"What do we do next?" wondered Firefly.

Walter, what's driving the hot air at the moment is open and persistent rule flouting rather than innocent and intermittent mistakes, which are made both in in RA and GA.

That behaviour sometimes impresses newer pilots with disastrous results, and if you add to that inaction by the Association which is supposed to be managing the situation, inevitably the Regulator notices and takes its own action.

Eieio ?

Me Too

Can you please elaborate on how this decision cost you $7,000?

You're counting hours AFTER PC

I just added up what this decision has cost me to just under $7,000.00, and I don't own and maintain an aircraft.

These are rubbery figures, but multiply that by just 2,000 RAA members and that's $14 million down the drain!

This also give some insight into the possible financial impacts on RAA flying schools who havwe done all the hard work in producing thousands of responsible pilots.

Sorry Dexter, Neville Chamberlain

You can't look at anything in isolation.

1. It appears the present situation was brought to a head by bad behaviour on our part, and probably some inappropriate comments at just the wrong time.

That's been compounded by the apparent failure to take action by the people charged with that resonsibility.

Their silence probably tells us all we need to know.

2. The Public Liability era created self governing bodies who then had to manage any risk, so nothing's changed there.

3. However, in our case, the top end needs to use CASA controlled facilities, so there's a need to meet joint requirements (communication, procedures, specifications, regulations)

I was able to administer about 30 different car classes by allowing them to set their own specifications, make their own rules, and cover their own liabilities under a guideline and audit umbrella, and while the negotiations can be difficult, this multi layered operation worked extremely well.

Under this system, the guys at the bottom end who just wanted to go out now and again and have some fun, didn't have to pay $100,000.00 for their races cars (and of course they couldn't achieve the performance which required that expenditure).

And Major, apart from keeping your head below the grass, you have to watch down in it or be biten on the bum by friendly fire.

Nice, I'd like to see that Turbo if you find it!

had a look, didn't find it, busy on a project, but give me a reminder in about a month if I haven't posted it by then (think it's buried in incoming emails)

What I did notice is a pilot not using the best of crosswind techniques IE: crabbing into the wind and attempting to straighting things up on touchdown, probabily because the damn computer won't let you use the better method of, 'into wing down and hold top rudder'. It won't let you sideslip either apparently.

I've got a video somewhere of one coming in at what looks like 20 deg+ offset, with a huge smoke cloud on landing.

"Why they can't just enjoy the flying and have to turn it into a competition, I'll never understand." comment Ahlovackian :Disappointed: as he threw an arctic mint at DoubtFire to distract her.....

......but it was too late, Ratto had her full attention (or was she really Bartphar, the technicolour aviator)

The NESIO news release had unsettled ditDot, who hadn't understood what "snake in the grass" meant because there was no grass around Dalby, so he decided to visit Fruitloop.com - kelloggs fruit loops Resources and Information. This website is for sale! site to see for himself. [ditDot noticed that Kelloggs had jumped in quickly altering the wording of this site and although he ate the Kelloggs product every morning as every TAFE student should, he realised he had made a mistake and the word should have been fruitypool]

He came away shaken, unable to speak and reverting to a series of squeaky morse sounds, -..- -..- -..--..- -..- -..--..- -..- -..-, which also looked like a squadron of Jabirus, and you don't see that too often.

"-..- -..- -..--..- -..- -..--..- -..- -..--..- -..- -..-I i i i i i iIIiiIIi ii I.m not going to be his friend any more" sobbed ditDot

"Never fear young ditDOT" said the man from NESIO, "we've got three Satelites following very move he makes, and it's only a matter of time before his wings melt; now where's this hot sort in the orange spotted underwear?"....

Just joking Oz.

The US is laid back alright, flew a Cherokee up the Grand Canyon a few years ago.

I'd booked with an instructor, but when I got to the Las Vegas light airport he looked at the gold leaf on the licence, gave me the keys and just said "No, you don't need me, you just go right on out there"

I told him I needed him for the radio and didn't have any maps, then went out to do the preflight as we do here while he took care of some calls.

I was in the seat beginning to to start up checks when he jumped in and said: "What the hell are you doing there?"

I told him and he said "Hell don't worry about that, just turn the key and go."

Off we went and shortly after, I got a dose of sphincteritis when I looked down and saw what appeared to be dozens of F15's parked side by side directly below us.

I must have screamed because he started checking all the instruments, and when I explained what would have happened over an Australian defence base, he just said "Nah, it's no problem here, they don't take any notice"

On the return I was right on the downwind leg when I saw a guy riding a piece of pipe driven by a lawn mower engine heading directly at me. We both diverted slightly to the right and the instructor gave him a wave and we continued the landing.

It's fabulous Ozzie, you just need a radio, ELB, TCAS and FAA licence..

"....am here to help you".

Ratto heard a noise coming from a dark Alley (Wagga is a dark alley), and saw the bedraggled form of Deccadent on hands and knees making his way back to his car.

"Good evening Madam" he said starting to run.....

What I have not heard about is what has been done about it. If the RAA organisation has not done anything about it, they are as guilty as the stupid cowboys themselves who should not be allowed to control any aircraft that does not have a wind up rubber band for power!

Know what the flap setting was Jabby?

I think you've probably missed the point Cloudsuck was trying to explain in simple terms on another thread

Then the Ahlovackian continued his probing questioning, the skills for which he learnt when he spent a holiday in a secret camp in Slovenia.

"Then answer this .... if you can .... with a straight face .... do you know a lot about computers and computing practice, were you involved in an unfortunate incident at Goulburn Airport some time ago, can you take good photos, and have you banned a forum member (and enjoyed it)?"

 

Madam Doubtfire raised herself up to her full height, adjusted her wig, loosened her bra, and said "I am ........

"...refusing to answer those questions on the grounds that it may incriminate me" said Doubtfire, switching to a Queensland police officer's accent (they were taught not to add Ay to every sentence).

The former Ustachi operative ntried a different tack.

"Are you aware of a certain serpent reclining in the undergrowth?" he asked.

"That's me mate!" Doubtfire responded, quickly putting her/his/its hand over her/his/its mouth and realising this story has legs......

"Surely .........

"....Nart" said Doubtfire effecting the irish accent popular with New York cops who came from Nebraska

"What are these then?, asked L'Rat looking at several hundred photocopies on the front seat, all showing a jerry built plane with an appallingly tasteless paint scheme.

"Have you been at the photocopier in the detectives' room?" said L'Rat who'd been dragged in there many times on suspicion of ratting their biscuits.

"None of your business!" shouted the Officer....but was it?

Al B, as I understand it key paid management, and the entire Board of RAA were there when it was all happening.

Aside from a low key spray in the RAA magazine, there doesn't seem to be anything in the public arena to show they've taken any action since.

"Ah, that's the burning question" said Turbo "We think we know who he is; we think it's one of the local bullies, but how he gets the uniform and the car we're not sure"......

.....The Rat was becoming mildy annoyed, because Deccadence had the girls, and he had the job of putting up the DalbAid posters.

He'd made an interstate trip each week paperlaying throughout western NSW and SW Queensland and his armes were tired and his tounge, that skinny, skinny tongue was swollen from licking the glue.

He arrived back in Wagga on Wagga with only three posters left and being a good Rat rather than just a rat, had just posted two when he heard the sound of an engine and a Police Van appeared around the corner.

Out stepped Madam Doubtfire.......

King Daniels, you're being done over on another site. Getem.

Good advice Motzart, we did it to ourselves, and the people responsible need to own up to what happened, and they need to do it now.

It's counterproductive to go GA or CASA bashing; on the information I have John McCormick made the only decision he could have made, and I would have made the same decision- better to cut the cancers out of RAA.

"At least we know we just making up stories in NES" added...

.....ditDOT, looking up from his homework which involved taking a triangle and finding how many sausages were in it without being obtuse.....