I ask this question about once a year, and even the repeat stories are always great, on top of all of our new members.
What got you into aviation? What steps and pieces brought you into the hobby as you enjoy it today?
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I ask this question about once a year, and even the repeat stories are always great, on top of all of our new members.
What got you into aviation? What steps and pieces brought you into the hobby as you enjoy it today?
Well.....As a kid there was just something about airliners that captured my attention. I built models, collected diecast replicas, and any airline merchandise I could get my hands on. When we would go to the bookstore my parents couldn't tear me away from the aviation section and would always make them buy me a new book about airliners. There was actually a time back when I was in the 5th grade that my social studies teacher would actually stop class teaching class because he remembered a story about airplanes and sit there and tell me in front of the whole class. And when I would go to visit my grandparents for the summer in Islip every year their house was directly in the approach path for McArthur (back in its hayday) and there seemed to be endless traffic over the house. If anybody was looking for me then, they could usually find me perched i nthe front window of house or sitting on the front lawn watching for planes. And when I couldn't see anything flying into McArthur, I had my binoculars looking out into the distance where I could see the pattern for JFK. It was these momentsthat sparked my desire to become an airline pilot one day....
I had even signed up to go into the service when in high school so I could go through college and become a pilot through the military. Sadly though towards the end of high school my love of cars, girls and hanging out kind of made my grades take a turn south and I passed on the military and college. After going through a long deadend relationship I finally had time to enjoy the things I always have a few years ago and I picked up photography after giving it up for a long time. While searching online for some photography tips I stumbled upon NYCAviation in a search engine and started viewing the threads from guys spotting at JFK and the area airports. One look at those and all the memories of my childhood love of aviation came back and I would spend hours at work looking through JP.net and A.net and the forum on this very site. It was that that made me decide to go on my first spotting adventure and I've never looked back since.
i started getting into aviation from my dad when i was 7 years old, my dad traveled around the world for many years, i started getting into planes.. My dad took me to go watch the planes approaching 22 at LGA from Soundview in the Bronx when i was that young, seeing many planes that are no longer around like Pan Am 727s, TWA 727s, L-1011, MD-80/DC-9s, Trump Shuttle just to name a few. Pan Am was the first airline i flew on when i was 3, and it was the first airline ive ever heard of for me, and became my favorate, until i started liking the black nose of DL when i was young, I got my first Delta model, an MD-11 when i was 10 years old. my mom also used to get me aviationweekly magizines and i studied aviation around that time, ive gotten books as well, also i got more and more with aviation from my uncle, witch he also has enthusiast for planes. My dad took me on trips on planes as well, flying on NWA to MSP in 92 on an A320 and DC-9, 96 came, he took me to Zurich on Swissair 743 from JFK and on a A310 to EWR, one week before TWA800 went down. i started taking photos at LGA when i was 14 years old, JFK a year later.. My uncle also took me to 2 Airliner International events 2 years in a wow. 2000 was at Pheonix, and a year later to Miami. i did much spotting with a 35mm camera since then, and 2006 came, i joined NYCAviation.com, to meet other spotters, and learn more about photography and infomation.. and i got my DSLR in 2008, and since then, getting my images to Anet and JP.. I continue to keep aviation in my blood for all time being...
When I was in 4th grade we were going to go to Disneyworld, this was 1983, and for some unknown reason I asked my Dad what kind of plane we were going to take down there. He told me it would be a "DC-9". I had no idea what that was but I remembered there was a book in the school library about airliners. I went to find it but someone had checked it out. So I started looking for other books I could find and within a couple months I knew about all these different planes. The book actually didn't get returned for several months- I guess that was fate working so that I would read a bunch of other books in the meantime(it was such an old book it proclaimed the Super DC-8 as the largest jetliner in the sky on one page, and the next page was a split between the "proposed" 747 and the 733/2707 SST complete with artist conceptions). I still have those pages I copied out of the book.
The next year we were going to LA and took a TWA L-1011 EWR-STL, and at STL I found myself on the flight deck of our connection to LAX, a TWA 747-100. I remember telling the pilots that it was my favorite plane, and knowing this they let me read some of the checklist items out loud with the FO responding. That was without a doubt the greatest moment of my childhood and I was convinced, as in Steve's story, that I was going to be an airline pilot. In a similar fashion though, it was not to be as I instead got into music and played in several bands throughout high school and college. Before the internet came around, I didn't know anyone else who liked aviation so that pretty much made me a bit of an outcast and being a metal guitarist helped me in the ladies department so...that's how that happened. Ironically, I later met Joe Pries and learned he went to the next high school over from mine(Lawrence).
Eventually I came back around to aviation when I picked up a copy of Airliners on a connection through DCA in '97, and before I knew it I was standing in the Costco lot with my Nikon FM2 and 70-210 zoom. Soon I picked up on the internet community of people like yourselves and now at least I have some company when I'm out there. I thought I was into it until I met those of you that are able to recite individual aircraft movements and histories, that blows my mind!
My Dad flew 31 missions over Nazi Germany and occupied Europe in B-24's in the 8th AF in '44, and was a huge influence on my interest in aviation. We talked about planes all the time, and had discussed how ridiculously large the A380 was going to be shortly before he passed away. We laid him to rest with military honors at Pinelawn on March 19, 2007 as the A380 prototype flew over on its inaugural arrival into JFK.
Have a great Thanksgiving,
William Rizzo
At 13 years of age I went on my first airplane ride ever to London from NYC for my grandfather's funeral. I had the very last/rear window seat on a BA Super VC-10 - I done became hooked!
I always loved when I saw planes fly overhead while we were driving on the Belt as a kid. I really got into spotting due to the Concordes' arrival back in Nov '77. I became obsessed with this beauty and then my love spread to 747s, DC10s, and L10s. I started using scanners and hanging-out at airports. My favorite spots were the old PanAm roof and the hill north of Rwy22L. Spotting is harder now but I still love it. Now, I am a senior and spot less often but the excitement whenever I see a new aircraft I never saw before makes my heart pound. I wish I had a car so I could visit the recommended places for spotting.
I've been near the two NY airports all my life. I was born underneath the approach to rwy 31 at LGA. My Grandparents house was also right under rwy 31 arrivals into LGA, every few minutes or so a jet would come screaming over head and I would get a quick glimpse as it went by. I could sit there for hours.
I ended up growing up not to far away from the approach to JFK's 22's. As I do now, when I was younger I spent a lot of my time in the 5 towns area. My other Grandparents live right around the corner from NW Park, I played little league there. I went to summer camp between rwy 31R/31L and every morning like clock work Air France concorde would land on the left and British on the right. In the early 90's a camp counselor of mine introduced me to something called a scanner where you could actually listen to to the airplane communications, lets just say i was hooked. And finally with the emergence of digital photography my Aviation Photography passion was born.
And as I type this a Copa 737 just flew over at 3000ft.
all i ever wanted to do was be a pilot, i was schooled on Ernie Gann,and St.Ex, and considered myself blessed to earn my tay for 10 years in the front office of the DC3,where my brothers,sisters,and I hand flew the globe from 9000 feet ,battering our way through wind and weather, crossing oceans (once !), and carrying everything from baby chicks to AMRAAM missles,and Emerson,Lake and Palmers instruments,and amps,when they sold my DC3 fleet from underneath me back in '97 ,i soft landed into the CV340 another big prop, but the question was how did i become an aviation enthuiast, I was just born that way, God's grace,under the Canarsie approach just in time to catch the last of the big props,and be lulled to sleep by the scream of the straight pipe turbojets of all those black smoke 707s,DC8s, CV880,990s and the coke bottle whooosh ! of the BOAC VC10s and their Rolls Royce Conways,JFK was,is,and always will be my field of dreams,again God's grace I get to call that concrete home again now in the 747-400F, I am a stone geek,hopefully our paths will cross, cheers brothers !!!
I'm not as hardcore an enthusiast as most people here, but it started very simply: when I first tasted some jet blast in SXM back in 1996. I was sold!
The bug bit me when I was a little kid and my dad was art director for a now defunct magazine called "Space Aeronautics". He used to bring home all kinds of great photos of airliners and spacecraft. I went on to Aviation High School in Long Island City, NY and the rest is history.
Ever since I was a child in elementary school, I've been interested in aviation. I remember as a kid even, a relative of mine said he was going to be flying someplace on an Eastern 747, and I knew that EA didn't fly 747's at that point. Ironicaly enough, my first flight was on an Eastern L1011 in February 1975 JFK-MCO and we took off in a pretty decent snowstorm and had to be de-iced prior to departure. I had a window seat on the right hand side just in front of the wing and my mom was sitting next to me.Upon taking off I got scared and made my mom switch seats on the climb out :eek: Ever since then, it's been almost impossible to pry my nose away from the window on every flight I take. :rolleyes:
Since my early teens I've always been interested in aviation. I would cut out all sorts of aircraft photos from magazines and newspapers which I would then scotch tape in a scrap book. I was always thrilled to sit at my bedroom window and watch aircraft break out of the low ceiling when on an ILS approach for 13L. I even bicycled to remote places by Aqueduct just to watch arrivals for 13L. During my high school days after class I would take the Green Line Bus to JFK and head straight for the Pan Am Terminal which one of my school mates (who's dad was a 747 Captain for Lufthansa during those days). I spend countless hours watching from the rooftop. Just like others I too wanted to be a pilot, and was hoping to attend the Air Force Academy but things changed. I was thrill when we went on a family vacation back to our homeland in 1977. We flew there and back on a LOT IL-62..........I was glued to the window. For this trip my dad got me my first 35mm SLR (it was a Mamiya), and I was hooked on photography as well. During my college days I worked at JFK for one of the aviation service companies (Allied Aviation). The job was laborous and demanding, but I enjoyed every moment of being out on the ramp with those metallic birds. Every time that a Concorde was getting ready to take off, I would make sure to position myself on the ramp to get the best view possible, and the sensation and sight were fantastic. Boy.....do I miss those days! Everytime I see a contrail or hear noise from a passing aircraft, I always look up to the sky. Finally when digital photography became more mainstream, my passion for photography and aviation become more obsessive. It wasn't long ago when my sister was watching the news and saw a segment with Al Roker and NYC Aviation. She told me about it and the rest is history as they say. I thought I was the only nut who liked aviation that much, and to find out there was a community of individuals as passionate about aviation thrilled me even more. Thanks to Phil and Matt (RIP) for pioneering a place such as this for all of us.
I was born and grew up in a small town in Cuba near the headquarters for the Cuban Air Force, San Antonio de los Baños Air Base (still in use today I believe) with MiG 15s, 17s, 19s and I believe 21s but unclear ... even MiG 23s up until 1979 when I left to come to the US... constantly flying in and out. Interestingly, my town and the above mentioned base, were primary launch sites for Soviet IRBMs of the Cuban Missile Crisis. I may have never been born had that incident gone "nuclear" :tongue:
Here is a current satellite image of the base
http://pictures.mannyphoto.com/photo.../i-HcKD4Rs.jpg
You can see the fighter bunkers to the north west of the base and the tell-tale "V" shaped ramps and taxiways leading to the runway.
When I was growing up in China, the only aviation I could see was the local sky diving team practicing. The slow An-2 bi-plane would fly slowly over our apartment building on its way to jump site, and you kept your sight on it, you could eventually see small dots falling out from it and later the parachutes open up.
The first plane ride I had was when I was 10 between CAN and SHA and it was on a CAAC Trident. On that day there were also old Russian prop liners (likely IL-14 and IL-18) on the tarmac. I remember their engines were so loud and the glasses in the terminal were vibrating when they started their engines. I still have some memory of the Trident flight, like the fact that we had to use stairs to get on the plane under the looming T-tail; the flight attendants served hot tea using hot tea pot every family had (definitely not imported from the UK); and as we approached SHA, everyone received a pack of candy so one could chew and reduce the pressure in the ears. Everyone also got one CAAC key chain. The candies were wrapped in CAAC candy wrap. So the key chain and the candies were great show-off items in the school later on.
My father flew a few times for business on CAAC. He told me the noisy flights on board the Russian prop liners. He flew the 707 once between PEK and SHA and said the US plane was light years ahead of the noisy Russian ones. I think my love of aviation grew from his stories and my Trident experience.
When our family moved to US, we were on a CAAC 747SP. The route was SHA-SFO-JFK. I was very impressed with the extensive food service -- you got a cold apertizer, a hot main dish, cheese, bread, and a piece cake, and everything was wrapped in foreign labels -- we never had so much western food in one sitting before. Later, the flight attendants left a drink trolley near to stair case for all the passengers. At that time, most Chinese only knew Coke. So I heard some adults analyzing a green can with 7 and UP on it. Their conclusion was it must be coffee as there was a word of 'Caffeine' on it. So I never tasted it until month later :-).
When we transited thru SFO, it's the first time I was awed by the US aviation. In China it's only reserved for the elite and there were just handful flights each day in SHA, and most of the CAAC fleet were Russian types. At SFO, one can see endless 727, 737, DC-9 mixed with DC-10/L-1011 taking off and landing. I saw the Eastern 757 with '757' on the tail -- it's considered state-of-the-art in the late 80's. The airport was full of ordinary people getting on and off the planes.
Our family actually lived in Far Rockaway for a while; at the corner of Mott Ave and Gibson Ave. The neighborhood was tough and scary at times, but I was in aviation heaven, witnessing the constant arrival and departure of heavy jets from all over the world. Depending on which runway was in use, our classes at Far Rockaway HS would pause for a minute or two when the Concorde took off over the school. Going to TSS shopping center (Costco today) or Pathmark on Rockaway Blvd was just part the regular shopping necessity; and while my parents shopped, I would stay in the car and watch the planes.
After I started working, I bought my first 35 mm point and shoot camera and took airplane pictures from inside the terminal whenever I fly. Then around 2000 I found airliners.net. I bought my first Canon SLR and went back to my old neighborhood to take pictures. Around 2004, I went digital by upgrading to the 10D. I also started to meet local enthusiasts both virtually and in person. So this is the long story, from SHA to JFK.
Saint Anthony of the bathrooms?!?!?! LOLQuote:
Originally Posted by gonzalu
Yup, that's my country... lots of this type of names... but it actually means baths as in natural gardens baths... not a friggin toilet in a dirty NYC subway station :tongue:
as in:
http://i.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2008/...96_634x428.jpg
I accidently sat on a 727 pitot tube as a kid and liked it.......... Just kidding.... I grew up around airplanes and was raised right at the outer marker for the 31's at JFK, the rest was history pretty much. Not much more to it than that really. Watching TWA Boeings and Tristars, Tower Air 747's, Speedbird, Swiss 743's and MD11's, NCPD Aviation landing on the beach in front of our home during the summer and pretty much living on airplanes to and from our home in Florida my entire life, I was doomed from the womb.
Well, I had to find something to do after the lady who owned the brothel discovered I wasn't really a piano player...
Honestly, I was extremely lucky to have a dad who was in the business. Dad was in the Air Force when I was born and some of my earliest memories are of going out to the base to see "his" airplane. I remember climbing up into the KC-135, and the time dad took me out and let me fly the -135 simulator. I was hooked. I thought airplanes were SO cool... I was reading about them ALL the time. Dad had a book called "Strategic Air Command: A Portrait" which was nothing but photos of SAC planes from the early to mid-60's, and I used to look at that all the time.
Dad left the AF when in 1968, when I was 6, and joined Western Airlines. I would take every chance I could to go out to the airport with him and look at airplanes.
When I got older, I spent many hours reading through the manuals of the airplanes he'd flown: TB-25, KC-97, KC-135, Lockheed Electra, Boeing 720, 727, 737... (some might find this boring, but after all...the Victoria's Secret catalog was many years in the future). I also grew up reading books by Ernie Gann, Dick Bach, Martin Caidin, St. Ex, and many others.
I was fortunate to be able to get a job at the local airport and trade work for flying time. With only a few periods of time off for college and various furloughs during my career, I feel extremely lucky to have been able to work in the aviation business continuously since I was 16.
With a lot of family in Taiwan, my family would visit often, even while I was just a few years old. The first international flight I can remember is Portland to Taipei aboard a Delta MD-11 when I was three years old. As a former paratrooper, my dad would explain everything flight related to me on those trips, from the control surfaces to the sound the gear made when it lowered. I was an av-geek from the start. I can remember explaining the concepts of wing flaps and spoilers in elementary school, and sprinting as fast as I could down newly paved strips of asphalt during recess with my arms outstretched, praying that I could somehow take flight into the skies. I probably looked like an idiot while clotheslining kids in the head doing that, but it was bliss to me.
Growing up in Connecticut, I wouldn't say that I flew a lot, but I was definitely fortunate enough to fly roughly every other year or so. At the airport and onboard the plane I would be glued to the windows. I feel like I was always looking up when I saw something overhead, and in fact, I still feel that way. In fact one of my earliest memories is watching the helicopters responding to a wildfire on top of the ridge that we lived at the base of when I was 3 or 4. One time, one of my uncles took my brother and I to watch the planes at the local GA airport and from then on, I would always hope that my dad would drive by the airport if we were in the area.
Throughout my primary school years, I became fascinated with space and space travel. Challenger exploded when I was 5 and I remember my parents having to explain that to me. I would watch any shuttle launch or landing that I could, and an uncle who was an astronomy teacher would take me out at night to view Haley's Comet, the shuttle flying overhead and more. I even had my bedroom decorated in a space theme for many years. As I grew older, I became more interested in music and theater and those took up most of my time through high school and into college, and took me into the career that I am in today. But I still found myself amazed by things in the sky. While studying theater at SUNY Purchase in the early 2000s, I would often enjoy watching the planes land at HPN out my dorm room window, where they were not much above eye-level. As I transferred schools and ended up in downtown Brooklyn, I would often watch the stream of LGA arrivals over the Brooklyn Heights Promenade or the EWR arrivals in the distance across the harbor.
Not long after graduating I became interested in podcasts and soon found myself listening to the classic "Fly With Me". As that show began to fade away, I went looking for an aviation themed podcast to take it's place, and I came across the Airplane Geeks Podcast. I started with all of the back episodes and would listen frequently on my hour+ commute. One week, their guest was our own Phil Derner and I found what he had to say about planespotting to be fascinating, though it didn't push me in to it right away. It was the point where all the pieces started coming together though. I started infrequently following this site, and even made a few abortive attempts to go out and spot. I also found myself listening to liveATC.net and using flight tracking apps a lot. This exposure prompted my to try spotting out as a hobby as I started to find myself getting burned out between the constant loop of going to work and then coming home and working around the house. One afternoon, I needed to drop off a package near JFK and brought my camera (a trusty cannon point and shoot superzoom) along with me. I ended up shooting at The Mounds for a couple hours and left with a smile on my face that didn't leave for days.
As a kid my dad used to take us to Republic Airport to see the different military planes coming in. I remember seeing the Skytypers starting up in the area over by 109 way before it was built up. I also remember when the Blues were there with the Skyhawks and were parked over by the old contol tower. I spent many summers at that airport waiting for planes to come in. My dad always seemed to know when military aircraft were coming in. We lived in Babylon and planes were always going over and we'd run up. I got to see FiFi when she came to LaGuardia many years ago before that became the airport is is today (although I didn't get to see her fly that day). I remember when the Blues came back to stage out of Republic for the shows at Coney Island. My dad worked for the West Babylon schools and saw one fly over and we thought he was seeing things. When we drove by there they were sitting by the terminal. The next day we spent hours waiting for them to go up and come back, got a bad sunburn but it was worth it. It had been a while since the last time they had come back and I was very young so I didn't remember much. It's funny because when planes like this came in there was usually a small crowd, nothing like there has been the past 3 or 4 years since the Jones Beach airshow has become more and more popular. Every two years I am like a kid again hanging around the airport waiting for the Blues to come in or go up for practice. Now I'm one of the nuts on top of his SUV taking pictures with my scanner going. I've had the exhaust of an F-18 ( not the Blues) blast me from what seemed like 30 feet (not kidding it was one of the demo teams and the ground crewman forgot to tell us he was parking him right in front of us) and I had the taste of aviation exhaust in my mouth for quiet a while but it was still a cool experience.
I had my first flight in 1992. I was about to turn 6, and everything about the plane amazed me. When we took off, the sheer power of the 757 we were in had me in a craze. To top it off, the F/A invited me up to the cockpit, where the plethora of buttons, lights, and screens put me into an utter state of happiness. I have been crazy about aviation ever since.
For me, it is a very weird story....
I am in the origami club in NYC, called OrigamiUSA, because I am an enthusiast for origami....I have my own youtube channel for it: origamimaster4716. Anyways, I remember one day, I got a letter. It was about donating cranes to the 9/11 memorial, and I decided to do it. While looking at the letter, I said to myself: What DID happen on 9/11? So, I started to research a lot on it and got interested in it. Suddenly, I got so interested about the planes. I dont know why, but I started to look at planes SOO MUCH! That's how my love of aviation came about =P
When I was six, my Dad took my brother and I on a seaplane ride out of the Little Ferry, NJ seaplane base near Teterboro Airport. From that point I was hooked to the point that I had my 7th birthday at the NJ Aviation Hall of Fame museum. At the time kids could climb into the old tower (which had ATC piped in) and watch the field. Our house was a mere 5.5 miles from EWR's Runway 11 and, to this day, still sees a constant stream of regional jets.
RWY 11/29 was our entry into EWR when I was flying DC3s and Convairs for a living, I used to love our sweeping visual approaches over New York harbor onto 29,and following rt 78 in the wee hours to 11,then making the left turn off and short taxi to Zantop who did our unloading for the Edison,and Linden automotive plants,we would park next to their Electras, and turbine Convairs,drink coffee, watch the sunrise over Manhattan,then blast west for Michigan before the day was completely born.
My addiction started in 1974 when I first flew, a Pan Am 707. The next few flights included, BA VC-10's, 707's, Laker DC-10's, BA and Aer Lingus Bac 1-11's, I was hooked. As a kid I remember getting a Laker DC-10 metal toy, my parents couldn't understand why I wanted another Laker DC-10 for my next toy. I remember walking the ramp at LGW to board my Laker DC-10 flight and seeing them all lined up together, that's what I wanted. I spent a few years living in Elizabeth, NJ near the runway 4 approach route. I would run from the back of the house to the front watching the arrivals, lots of good stuff from the 70's and 80's. My first shot as far as I can find is of an Air Manilla Int'l 707, shot at JFK. In 1979 I got my first Canon AE-1, I remember going to EWR shooting AA and TW 707's, DL DC-8's, Air Florida 727's and 737's, etc.. When I got my first car, the weekends were mostly spent at JFK. Prints for a few years but quickly getting into slides. At one point my slide collection numbered more than 30,000, I like to think that I had one of the best DC-10 collections around. Today, digital is king. I said early in the digital era, you will see images now that you have never seen before. Every time I go to the various image sites, along with this one, I am so impressed.
AJ
My enthusiasm from aviation comes from being born a dependent to a Seattle home carrier which bares the name of my state, which my first flight was within 2 weeks of being born on a Maddog heading south to Seattle then Oakland. My real love came from my Grandfather's books from WW1 to civil aviation, and soon I was making regular trips to Ted Stevens International to see glimpses of the Redtail freighters from the Coastal trail down hill from Runway 14. Sooner or later I received my first camera a Nikon cooplix in 2007, then my first DSLR in late 2010...which planespotting came natural to having a camera. Finding the forums first started with model aircraft forums, but soon I started more spotting and in 2012 I was told by another member about NYCaviation and of course I joined. (I know my story isn't filled with the classics but something better then nothing)
Back in August of '78, when I was 13, I flew on my first commercial flight from JFK to LHR via a British Airways Super VC-10. Left side, all the way in the rear, right next to the engines. I done got hooked.
when I was in grade school my Dad got me hooked. I had always liked cars and he figured I might planes as well. He took me to our local airports (KAVP and Wyoming Valley Airport) and that's all it took. I was hooked and completely forgot about cars. Thanks Dad!! Wish you were around today to see all the great things flying.
Time Period: 1975-80
Place: VARK (Rajkot, India)
I was 10-12 when I would visit the one and only daily arrival of Indian Airlines BAE Avro 748. We could almost walk next to plane ... Open viewing area with only small barrier. But here's the crazy part, we use to go at runway end where not so secure fence had several holes and go right onto runway and play! The guards would go home after the only flight of the day and even the local shaperds had cows/goats on the field for rest of the day! I can still remember the prop engine sounds as Avro (HS 748) taxi onto ramp and to me it was the size of B747!!
Then came the jet age and IC switched to B737-200! My first visit of its arrival was like witnessing A380. ( no exaggeration) And I was hooked....
Also my house was only 2km from field and since I lived on 5th floor... my mom and I would always run to see the arrival or departure from our balcony!
Raj