GAV AIR CAPITAL

Famous in Japan! 🤣 Love seeing my @Nomadic_OMD in media that I can't even read. Being a global company, we market Nomadic via a large social media presence. My partner @JTTsteve with his YouTube channel "Cockpit Casual" @speedtapefilms and my TikTok "Captain Bob", entertain millions and show our company in action to potential clients.

My first flying job was flying skydivers in 50's era C182's out of Lackey Airfield, a grass strip outside of Berea, KY. 83-84 while I was in high school, I spent every weekend flying skydivers. It was the wildest group of people that I had ever seen and the most fun I'd ever had to date! Some of the weekend personalities would eventually become notorious figures that would be memorialized in books and movies. Read "The Bluegrass Conspiracy"....if you want to really get the view. One of them, Drew Thornton, a few years later, unknowingly fed the Cocaine Bear (recent movie) the cocaine when he tossed it out of the plane, had hired me at the jump club and opened my eyes to a world I had no idea existed! I was mesmerized by their larger than life lives and wild flying stories. Smugglers, gun runners, lawyers, politicians, fancy cars, cash, expensive meals and beautiful women were my new view of the world! Growing up in the Mormon church, I was fairly naive and had never been around adults who were having this much fun! I was hooked on the adrenaline and being accepted into this world of very interesting people. Needless to say, I didn't end up going on a Mormon mission! Summer of 1983 I learned how to really fly airplanes. Old oil covered airplanes that required 3-4 quarts every 45 minute flight. In/out of grass strip in a variety of conditions. Learned to takeoff and land on an unlit grass strip at night with no lights while they practiced low level night jumps! Why were they teaching me such skills? 😂 That summer we all faced death, up close and personal. A skydiver who was part of the "inner group" had jumped out of my plane and was killed when his chute failed to open. The lessons learned about people's emotions, including my own, and death itself are fodder for another story... – at Chandler, AZ