The accent is on the second syllable, as in "hor'RAH-sho." Pronouncing it like "horror show" is nekulturnij.
Da. Is good?
Is good.
There's a cold front moving in, so instead of having the weekend off to decompress after passing our sim checkrides -- during which us two gringos impressed our 'Structor Pilot with both our ability to handle multiple simultaneous emergencies *and* our ability to function as a crew 'stead of as two separate pilots -- we're flying.
I *like* the solo tradition here -- instead of getting soaked with a fire hose, you're forced -- *heh* -- to consume a 12-ounce glass of alcoholic beverage.
I think I could develop a taste for Ukrainian vodka...
Ennyhoo, by the time this pops, I'll either have completed my first actual flight in the Mi-17 successfully or set both engines on fire trying to start it. I get to fly first, cuz if the weather sneaks in, I've got the most experience flying in the crud. And the Rooshian attitude indicator works exactly *backwards* from the way ours does, but since I don't rely on the attitude indicator when I fly IMC, I'm the logical guinea pig.
Horasho? Da, horasho. Fly...
But, apropos of nothing, I thought I'd share a few pix I took when I first got here...
Since John seems to believe I'm playing Lothario every chance I get --
you *know* Bill is going to [sic] roamin' the Ukraine looking for Hawt Chicks to hug this Veteran's Day
-- I'm going to show you the brutal reality. These are the only chicks who've given me the eye since I've been here...
Nup, that's not a crow, it's a raven.
*This* is a crow.
They wear vests in this neck of the woods. Seems to be a Slavic thang, cuz the crows in Bosnia look just like this, too.
Vlad Lenin, contemplating the results of his Ukrainian genocide...
The best use for a Commie memorial stele I've ever seen,,,
Heh. Now showing -- a local version of an MTV music vid...
The folks at the collitch treat us *very* well -- lunch is *good* --
A fresh tomato-cucumber-onion salad and borscht -- the only complaint a foodie like John would have would be that the borscht tasted of
*koff*
beets...
This is the first *civilian* school I've been to since '68, so it's definitely comforting to see that the civil side has the same philosophy that the military does.
"If you think aviation safety is expensive, just wait until you see the cost of an aviation accident."
Amen,
Horasho, da?
Da. Akreeshna...
Da. Is good?
Is good.
There's a cold front moving in, so instead of having the weekend off to decompress after passing our sim checkrides -- during which us two gringos impressed our 'Structor Pilot with both our ability to handle multiple simultaneous emergencies *and* our ability to function as a crew 'stead of as two separate pilots -- we're flying.
I *like* the solo tradition here -- instead of getting soaked with a fire hose, you're forced -- *heh* -- to consume a 12-ounce glass of alcoholic beverage.
I think I could develop a taste for Ukrainian vodka...
Ennyhoo, by the time this pops, I'll either have completed my first actual flight in the Mi-17 successfully or set both engines on fire trying to start it. I get to fly first, cuz if the weather sneaks in, I've got the most experience flying in the crud. And the Rooshian attitude indicator works exactly *backwards* from the way ours does, but since I don't rely on the attitude indicator when I fly IMC, I'm the logical guinea pig.
Horasho? Da, horasho. Fly...
But, apropos of nothing, I thought I'd share a few pix I took when I first got here...
Since John seems to believe I'm playing Lothario every chance I get --
you *know* Bill is going to [sic] roamin' the Ukraine looking for Hawt Chicks to hug this Veteran's Day
-- I'm going to show you the brutal reality. These are the only chicks who've given me the eye since I've been here...
Nup, that's not a crow, it's a raven.
*This* is a crow.
They wear vests in this neck of the woods. Seems to be a Slavic thang, cuz the crows in Bosnia look just like this, too.
Vlad Lenin, contemplating the results of his Ukrainian genocide...
The best use for a Commie memorial stele I've ever seen,,,
Heh. Now showing -- a local version of an MTV music vid...
The folks at the collitch treat us *very* well -- lunch is *good* --
A fresh tomato-cucumber-onion salad and borscht -- the only complaint a foodie like John would have would be that the borscht tasted of
*koff*
beets...
This is the first *civilian* school I've been to since '68, so it's definitely comforting to see that the civil side has the same philosophy that the military does.
"If you think aviation safety is expensive, just wait until you see the cost of an aviation accident."
Amen,
Horasho, da?
Da. Akreeshna...
My wife and I spent four years as missionaries in Ukraine, and totally love it. And yeah, the hot pepper vodka is the best! My friends and I would always toast the statue of Shevchenko a few times before a soccer game, and the vodka kept you warm through the whole game...
The last statue of Lenin in Kiev looked right into my office window. I'd give him the one-finger salute every time I went by. :)
The plaque is onviously in three languages. I'm sure one is Russian, but don't know the other. Possibly Ukrainian, but Serbo-Croation uses the Cyrillic alphabet too. The philosophy, however, is quite appropriate.
It seems that the last time Bill showed one, it had brown above blue on the sphere and it worked backwards to ours. Ours being blue(sky) above brown(dirt). When we pitch up, the blue grows and the brown shrinks, just like the view out the window. Not so with theirs. IIRC...
I'm sure Unca Bill will correct me if I remember it wrong.
Nice dressers, too.
Our gyros roll to depict what you'd see through the windscreen if you -- ummmm -- could see out the windscreen, which is why it's also called an artificial horizon. The Russky attitude indicator is an actual attitude indicator -- the horizon remains horizontal while the miniature airplane banks to mirror the bank angle of the actual aircraft.
Clear as mud, right? I'll take Pogue's suggestion and do a post as soon as I get a free hour to work up the graphics. Maybe between 0300 and 0400 when I don't have anything scheduled except sleep...
Anglicize, always Anglicize! Do as Alex in " A Clockwork Orange" did and say, "Horrorshow!"
Having said that, the system certainly works. You just have to be used to it. Like the keyboards on old terminals, however, it could dive you up the wall (or a hole in teh ground, in this case) if you are making switches between AC a lot.
I loved the Soroc IQ-120, but hated the Hazetine 1500 (old terminals for those who don't know such things). I'm finally used to the selectric layout (Hazeltine), but grew up with the teletype (Soroc).
Looking at the borscht shot has made me hungry for borscht and it's only 8:48am
Yes, it does. We flew for three hours today, most of it in the clouds. I found myself relying more on the ADI, airspeed indicator, altimeter, and VSI than the attitude indicator, though.
The de-icing system works fine, by the way. Chunks of ice were falling off the antennas and the gear after we landed, but the pitot tubes, rotor blades, and engine inlets were clean.
The spread looks VERY tasty :o) I believe Ukraine does not have black bread (rye); I remember that by the end of the Summer vacation we always were dying to taste the black bread LOL and on the 2-day train ride back North you always knew when you "crossed" the line into the North - the babushki who were selling food at the train stations will start providing a slice of black bread...
Regionalisms abound. Cпасибо is pronounced "SPAH-syiba" and saying добрый день anytime before high noon will get a polite, "Nyet -- it's 'dobreh OOtro' in morning, 'dobreh dehn' is for afternoon only."