I received the following from FAA Safety Program Coordinator, Patrick Duncan and thought I'd share it with you.
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"Captain Nick"

Twas the night before Christmas, and out on the ramp,
Not an airplane was stirring, not even a Champ.
The aircraft were fastened to tiedowns with care
in hopes that come morning, they all would be there.

The fuel trucks were nestled, all snug in their spots,
while peak northwest gusts reached 39 knots.
I sat near the fuel desk, at last all caught up,
and settled down comfortably upon my butt.

When over the radio, there arose such a clatter,
I turned up the scanner to see what's the matter.
A voice clearly heard over static and snow,
asked for clearance to land at the airport below.

He barked out his message so lively and quick,
I could have sworn that the call sign he used was "St.Nick".
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Sure that it was only Horizon's late Dash.

Then he called his position, and there could be no denial,
"This is St. Nicholas One, and I'm now turning final."
When what to my wondering eyes should appear,
A Rutan sleigh, and eight Rotax Reindeer.

Cleared for the ILS, down the glideslope he came,
As he passed all fixes, he called them by name:
"Now Frams! Now Tolga! Now Crepe! and Bacun!
On Comet! On Cupid!" What pills was he takin'!?

The last several fixes left the controllers confused,
they called down to the office to give me the news.
The message they left was both urgent and dour:
"When Santa pulls in, could he please call the tower?"

He landed like silk, with the sled runners sparking,
Then I heard "Exit at Charlie," and "Taxi to parking."
He slowed to a taxi and exited Three-Two,
as he came down the taxiway the sleigh bells'jingle grew.

He stepped out of the sleigh, but before he could talk,
I had run out to him with my best set of chocks.
He was dressed all in fur, which was covered with frost
and his beard was all blackened from Rotax Reindeer exhaust.

His breath smelled like peppermint, gone slightly stale
and he puffed on a pipe, but he didn't inhale.
His cheeks were rosy and jiggled like jelly,
His boots were as black as a cropdusters belly.

He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old fool,
and he kindly informed me that he needed some fuel.
A wink of his eye and a twist of his toes,
led me to know he was desperate to powder his nose.

I spoke not a word, but went straight to work,
and I filled up the sleigh, but I spilled like a jerk.
He came out of the restroom with a sigh of relief,
and then picked up a phone for a flight service brief.

And I thought as he silently scribed in his log,
that with Rudolph, he could land in eighth-mile fog.
He completed his preflight, from the front to the rear,
then he put on his headset, and I heard him yell "Clear!"

And laying a finger on his push-to-talk,
He called up the tower for his clearance and squawk.
"After departure fly heading three two zero," the tower called forth,
"and watch for a Luscombe inbound from the North."

Then I heard him exclaim, as he climbed in the night,
"Merry Christmas to all, the traffic's in sight."
Merry Christmas To All....and To All A Good Flight !!!!!

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Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays, friends!
-Ben

• RE: "Captain Nick" ,Tarmack, 22:26z, 12-21-01
• RE: "Captain Nick" ,vgbaron, 23:35z, 12-21-01
• RE: "Captain Nick" ,andor, 03:39z, 12-23-01
• RE: "Captain Nick" ,CGEBC, 15:14z, 12-23-01
• RE: "Captain Nick" ,WScofield, 14:36z, 12-24-01
  • RE: "Captain Nick" ,James, 20:18z, 12-24-01

Ben,

Excellent.

A new one !

Gave me "chills" just to think of flying open cockpit in the middle of winter!

Regards,

Mel

Happy Holidays to you and yours!

Vic Baron

"Capt.Nick" & Ben, you have said it all and from out here in Aus. to all(I hope also my friends)we wish you all a Very Happy Xmas and Prosperous New 2002.
Best wishes,
Andy

I just have to say that is the best Christmas poem I have heard in some time.

Thanks

Ben -

Wonderful! Thanks very much. Makes me think of my old Champ. I still have a picture of her tied down in the snow.

William

>> I still have a picture of her tied down in the
snow. <<

Hi William,

Ha ha, theres a lot can be read into this but as my mate John M would say "Ain't going down that road"

Regards,

James.