Many strengths. One team.

I have so many, it's hard to name one here.

Since I am very interested in Formula 1, I found the flight with Niki Lauda exciting. His look behind the scenes of the F1 was something special for me.

Alternatively,

a customer had planned a weekend in Paris. Shortly after landing on the heliport of Paris, there was a spontaneous change of plan. That gave us just enough time at Mc Donald’s to eat a hamburger. After that, we went directly back to Egelsbach. That's how I got my most expensive burger ever.

The enthusiasm of those with whom and for whom I may and can fly.

My golf game.

Double espresso without milk and sugar.

Who's going to tell me?

Auf einem Nachtflug von Köln nach Heidelberg, der als Sichtflug geplant war, wurden die Wolken in Höhe des Binger Lochs immer dichter. Ich meldete der Fluglotsin „Not always able to keep the ground contact“, bekam aber zunächst keine Antwort - vermutlich auf Grund der geringen Flughöhe. Dann kam der erlösende Funkspruch. Wir stiegen sofort in die genannte Mindestsicherheitshöhe und beendeten den Flug, sicher geführt von der Radarlotsin. Auf diesem Flug hat sich einmal mehr gezeigt, wie wichtig Lotsen sind.

Es gibt nichts Schöneres, als wenn ein Rettungshubschrauber landet und der Pilot einmal dein Schüler war.

Radfahren

Latte Macchiato

Mike

Ein Flug im Winter zu einem der anspruchsvollsten Landeplätze in den österreichischen Alpen. Es war einer der schönsten Flugtage, die ich je hatte: keine Wolke am Himmel und rundherum die schneebedeckten Alpen. Nur die Erdkrümmung hat die Fernsicht eingeschränkt. Wegen solcher Erlebnisse bin ich Hubschrauberpilot geworden.

Brauche ich keine – ich freue mich immer auf meinen Job.

Sport (mit unserer Schäferhündin Marlee laufen gehen, Skifahren und wandern), Filme gucken und Zeit mit meiner Frau verbringen.

Einen doppelten Espresso mit Milch.

Der Neue.

I was on a commercial passenger flight to St. Johann in Tyrol and as it turned out, the third passenger sitting directly behind me was a Doberman. The other passengers, a young couple, warned me during takeoff that their dog was used to flying in larger helicopters. Because of that I was told to take special care of flying calmly. However, I’ve had a fear of dogs since childhood.

Wearing a short-sleeved shirt, I felt the animal’s rhythmic breathing on my elbow. Its wet, cold nose touched me in regular intervals. The flight felt like an eternity. Meanwhile I imagined various scenarios: What if there were turbulences over the alps, and the Doberman were to bite me? After all, I needed the arm for controlling the helicopter. Once we arrived, opening the rear door just felt amazing!

Sharing the joy of flying. It’s lovely to see my happiness and excitement mirrored by the passengers.

Biking, hiking, skiing

a regular cappuccino along with two sugars.

We’ll see about that.

If I want to answer that spontaneously...

This one outstanding experience, that doesn't exist, or in other words - there are so many of them that I don't even know where to start or where to stop.

Flying is and remains an exciting and fascinating thing for me even after 30 years, or rather - a passion.

In addition, it is one of the privileges of my profession that the daily flying routine always comes up with interesting and funny challenges and so it never gets boring after all these years.

Well, many a day in flying starts much too early, with a look at the clock you ask yourself - damn, what am I doing here so early.

You come into the company, are reassured that you also look into other, equally sleepy faces, and first steer at the coffee machine (something else is unthinkable).

However, at the latest when you open the door to the hangar, you are wide-awake. This unmistakable smell of helicopters, jet fuel and the sight of the sparkling machines makes you enjoy your day, and from then on you only want one thing - to press a button, turn it on, pull the lever and go up in the air.

As much fun flying is, on the other hand, the balance to my job is just as important to me. If you are always 100% involved in your job with fun and enthusiasm, then you have to be able to switch off and let go.

It works very well for me when I can go jogging in the forest and let, my thoughts wander.

In addition, the time with my family and friends is very important to me, because here I fill up with new strength.

There is nothing wrong with a good steak on the grill, and not only in summer.

This question is unnecessary, and I refer to question 2 above.

Coffee first - that's obligatory.

Is, I believe, like hardly anything else, an international standard in aviation.

The experienced pilot (and of course the pilot's wife) learns very quickly, however, because coffee consumption is timed so that the availability of toilets (with time reserve) is a good match. Who doesn't know it - the tank is full, but it still takes much too long before landing?!

Spontaneously I would say - Captain Krischan.

That's just the nickname, though, that I hear when I'm around the house.

There is certainly another, unofficial one, but of course, it only comes into play with a wink in my eye if I don't notice it.

In addition, it's probably even better than Captain Krischan is.

A sightseeing flight in Africa over Victoria Falls with a jetranger that fascinated me so much that I started my training as a professional pilot.

Coffee and the basic rule of colleagues: It's Louischen's fault.

Watching "Grey´s Anatomy" and play the piano.

A cappuccino with 1 ½ sweetener.

Louischen, Louisa La

My very first flight hour- the euphoria, excitement and the thrill were unsurpassed :-)

The Team and the aviation, of course.

My friends and the voluntary fire brigade.

No coffee - I prefer a cold water.

Flö(öööööö)

A weekend- trip along the Baltic Sea (Hotel Hohe Düne, Heiligendamm, Rügen)

Pretzel and Milka Cookies 

Yoga :-)

Espresso with milk foam.

Chulia / Chulita / Glaserin / Julchen

In October 2017 we were called to a maintenance field operation on a wind farm platform in the North Sea - an Agusta A169 had a technical problem there. Therefore, in stormy conditions we set off with an Agusta A139 to this platform. Due to the occupied landing site, the crew had to rope me down to the defective helicopter with the help of a winch in rather windy conditions. A breathtaking experience that I will not forget so soon!

All helicopters ready to see in the air.

Model helicopter

Coffee

Howy

Travel to the South of France for 2 weeks to support the manufacturer in repairing a helicopter according to German regulations, as the manufacturer did not yet have a Part 145 certificate at the time. A wonderful experience in the best Mediterranean weather.

Listen to good music a little louder, chill for a few minutes in our lounge in bright sunshine in summer, and watch the air traffic.

Riding a motorbike, diving and sometimes to consider the world from a different point of view (head over when aerobatics with my glider).

a cappuccino with 2 sugars.

Tobi

I've been in the offshore business for years. A very special and impressive work.

To see how the company develops!

Golf

Coffee

Professor

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The photo flight for the presentation of the castles & palace tour through the Odenwald without door.

The funny, pointless and sometimes even stupid conversations with colleagues and students who walk by arise :-)

Friends and Family.

A cappuccino with an extra espresso and 3 sweetener.

None that I know of :-)

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My very first flight in 1997 in the D-HEXE, a Jet Ranger was a training flight for the German Championships. The door was extended; my husband pressed a long rope into my hand with the information: "We're leaving now. There's a bucket of water at the bottom of your rope. You have to put it on the standing table at the back of the seat, but you must not spill any water. Since I can't see that from my side, all I have to do is guide myself and I fly accordingly. All very simple!" At the beginning I hung half out of the helicopter, gesticulated and talked with my hands and feet, my husband flew the same way and laughed himself to pieces... was super teamwork, the bucket landed safely on the table without any losses. :-)

"Do you want some coffee too?"

My horse.

...a chocolate cappuccino from my favorite cup.

Probably... the horse mother :)

An encounter in the air with a Black Hawk on a solo cross-country flight during my PPL(H) training. It was slightly bigger than my little R22...

Cappuccino!

Making music.

I drink cappuccino first... of course!

Dom