While flying from Henderson, Nevada to Ontario, California, I was receiving flight following from L.A. Center. In the middle of the desert, just southwest of Primm, Nevada, I heard a pilot initiate a call to Center with, “Excuse Me … .” My ears perked up. The conversation was as follows:
Pilot:
“Excuse Me. Can you tell me why there are lighthouses in the middle of the desert?”
Center:
“Was that NXXXXX calling L.A. Center?”
Pilot:
“Yes, sir.”
Center:
“Those are not lighthouses. They are solar electric plants. Consider yourself enlightened.”
Bob Hoffman
