There I was in the left seat, 1,500 feet, sweating buckets, searching the jungle below for anything unusual that should be reported. Well, OK, it wasn't a jungle, just the piney woods of western Georgia, and I didn't really need to report anything, I just needed to keep the airplane out of said piney woods and West Point Lake, and not make the folks in back feel too much like barfing in my attempts to make the airplane fly smoothly in the hot, bumpy air. Why was this unusual, you might ask. Living in east-central Alabama, I am forever flying around in hot bumpy air. This time was special though, because I was in the left seat of a converted PBY-5A Catalina with big old B-25 engines on it. Not my usual ride, fer sure.
This is a companion discussion topic for the original entry at https://www.avweb.com/features/a-great-ride-in-a-pby