Dispatch from above the numbers, Runway 20m KSAF, Santa Fe, New Mexico: There’s a strong crosswind from my left.
Race 53’s nose is crabbed into the wind like an antique weather vane, but I’m lined up dead center on the runway. Approach speed nailed at 80 miles per hour, I’m dropping down out of the cool morning air at nearly 500 feet per minute. This is looking sweet! I sweep in over the numbers and ease back on the yoke to flare.
No response. The yoke is stuck fast. [Read more…]