Excuse me for poking my finger at the holy grail of safety, but sometimes "enough is enough"!! Some days I feel like I'm carrying around this pack on my back filled with large rocks, each one representing some rule or regulation. All these differn't groups, each protecting their own rice bowl, add another rock to my pack, but no one ever takes any OUT.

I was talking to a FED the other day (great guy, ex Eastern, has his own tail dragger, been there-done that, knows the practical side of flying the line) and he just grinned when I told him "There's no way I can get by an entire day without violating some reg if you follow me around long enough".