My dad made this website for me as a Birthday Surprise. If there are any inaccuracies or embarrassing exaggerations, blame him.

Heliman

In 1974 I took my first helicopter ride at the Las Vegas County Fair. It was in a Hughes 500. I still remember the pilots name, Harry Christopher. I saved my allowance for months to pay for that ride, I think it cost $5.

That was the day I decided I wanted to become a helicopter pilot.







When I was 9 years old, my parents bought me a Mattel VertiBird toy helicopter for Christmas. I flew it so much that my dad gave me the nickname "Flyin' Brian".





When I got older, I used to hang out at the airport to wash airplanes and do errands in exchange for free rides. I met Captain Carl Gerstenmier and he began training me in gliders. When I was 17, I soloed a Schweizer 233 glider like this one.








My parents could see that I had a love of flying so they transferred me from regular high-school to the Vocational Tech school in Las Vegas. I studied A&P (Airframe and Powerplant). I really enjoyed High School but I was the only one in my class who liked helicopters except for one of my teachers, Clair Cohick.







My first airplane solo was in a Cessna 152 in 1986.

In September of that year, I obtained my fixed wing license.
I was 18.





My first helicopter lesson was in a Hughes 269, October 1985 . My instructor was Marty Kay and he charged me $155.

In 1988 I made my first helicopter solo in a Robinson R22.
My cross-country solo was in a Bell Jet Ranger 206b3.
I took my CFI checkride in 1995.
At one time I was the youngest commercially licensed helicopter pilot in the state of Nevada.



My first paying job was giving helicopter rides at the Jaycee Fair, Cashman field Las Vegas in a Hughes 300.


Because I wanted to be a better pilot, I took out a $3,000 loan to pay for helicopter school. Guess who the instructor was? Harry Christopher, the pilot who gave my my first helicopter ride when I was 6 years old.

Many people don't know that Harry was one of the 3 pilots that saved hundreds of people from the MGM fire in Las Vegas in 1980.




Tried skydiving, (much to my Mom's dismay), made about 50 jumps then an incident happened where I had to deploy my reserve chute. Two weeks later I sold my stuff... My Mom was happy.




My first transport job was to ferry a Jet Ranger from California to Florida... solo!... I felt like Charles Lindbergh.


In 1997 I moved to Lafayette, Louisiana to work for the Omni Energy Company (American Aviation). My job was flying crews and supplies out to the oil rigs in the Gulf of Mexico.


I also flew the traffic report for 4 radio stations in Louisiana. My tagline was: "This is Captain Flyin' Brian and that's the way I see it".

One of the stations was 97.3 "The Dawg". Two crazy DJ's, Bruce Michaels and TD Smith, were always playing jokes on me. They told me if I could fly a kite outside the studio window and keep it in the air for 2 hours, they would give me free tickets to a concert. While I was outside, they asked on the air for any law-enforcement personnel to come and arrest me as a joke. Sure enough, I was flying the kite when I felt a tap on my shoulder. It was the police. "Step away from the kite and put your hands behind your back". "Wait, there must be some mistake, I can explain". They handcuffed me and took me inside the studio where Bruce and TD were rolling on the floor with laughter.




Flying out to the oil rigs in all kinds of weather was good training. On Aug 5, 1999 , I experienced a computer-induced engine failure in a Bell 407 with 6 crew on board. I made a succesful autorotation landing in a sugarcane field. The crew all scrambled out and kissed the ground.

I spent 4 years in Louisiana, where I had the good fortune to meet my fiance, Stephanie.







I moved to Alaska to fly Mining and Geological support for the Pogo Gold Mining company. I was based out of Delta Junction and Tok. That is where I got my long-line experience.






In November, 2004 I ferried a beautiful Hughes 500-D from Redding, California to Boise, Idaho. This worked out great because I was able to spend some time with my parents who live in the Boise area.








Currently I am an EMS Pilot for CALSTAR (California Shock Trauma Air Rescue) at their South Lake Tahoe base. I fly the Bolkow BO-105. I have worked for CALSTAR for 4 years and flown at 6 of the 7 bases.







I am also instructing Pilots for the Stockton, California Sheriffs Dept (January 2005 edition- page 4)

Here I am with T-Ray and Robert.














Thanks (in no particular order) to: Roger Grayson, Harry Christoper, PJ McDonald, Eric Tabb, Patrick Morris, Marty Kay, Omni Energy Corp, Clair Cohick, CALSTAR, Mel Larson, Ernie Tyska, Carl Gerstenmier, Dale Cowley, Jim Williams, Paul Likens, Steve Green, Jennifer Prevost, Tim Tatman, Steve Foster, Jim Valentine, Tim Viehweg, Justin Seyforth, John Adams, T-Ray, Robert Pinedo, Bob Spencer, Pete Gillies, Western Operations Inc. Helicopter Division Rialto, California, and any unnamed Friends, Family and Instructors that my dad forgot to include.