Out of Queenstown, Longitudinally
… With the Cessna Citation Longitude, to be exact.
And yes because you are wondering, there existed a Citation Latitude as well.
Not to mention a Citation Hemisphere.
I don’t tend to fly the stock aircraft, let alone megarich commuter craft, but this one notified me of an Update in the Sim.
Duly installed, went to Queenstown where such a thing might feel at home.

Interesting area-rule squeeze around the engines, cockpit initially looked OK but…
So many INOP areas, so many unexplained things.
Is the Longitude cockpit really such a mishmash of bits strewn randomly about the place?
Anyway I got it started, taxied out.
Then upon advancing the throttle was startled by Bitchinbetty going NotakeoffNotakeoffNotakeoff.
Backed off a notch and I swear I heard BlowjobBlowjobBlowjob.
Nonetheless, pulling back hard on the yoke, we were airborne!

If the flight model is to be believed, it gets Up There pretty smartly, too.
Checking the interwebs confirms this: about a quarter hour to 43,000ft which averages 2800 fpm!

There are so many bizjets available: in this particular USD26 million class, no less than half a dozen.
I guess even in this electrically networked era, there is benefit in personal contact, if only to fit in a round of golf at some remote location.
Anyway, it got me to Auckland in record time at Mach=0.84 which really didn’t stretch it as it goes easily to Port Moresby.
Utterly boring, the whole affair.
Just as you’d expect.

And yes because you are wondering, there existed a Citation Latitude as well.
Not to mention a Citation Hemisphere.
I don’t tend to fly the stock aircraft, let alone megarich commuter craft, but this one notified me of an Update in the Sim.
Duly installed, went to Queenstown where such a thing might feel at home.

Interesting area-rule squeeze around the engines, cockpit initially looked OK but…
So many INOP areas, so many unexplained things.
Is the Longitude cockpit really such a mishmash of bits strewn randomly about the place?
Anyway I got it started, taxied out.
Then upon advancing the throttle was startled by Bitchinbetty going NotakeoffNotakeoffNotakeoff.
Backed off a notch and I swear I heard BlowjobBlowjobBlowjob.
Nonetheless, pulling back hard on the yoke, we were airborne!

If the flight model is to be believed, it gets Up There pretty smartly, too.
Checking the interwebs confirms this: about a quarter hour to 43,000ft which averages 2800 fpm!

There are so many bizjets available: in this particular USD26 million class, no less than half a dozen.
I guess even in this electrically networked era, there is benefit in personal contact, if only to fit in a round of golf at some remote location.
Anyway, it got me to Auckland in record time at Mach=0.84 which really didn’t stretch it as it goes easily to Port Moresby.
Utterly boring, the whole affair.
Just as you’d expect.


