I was on 3 very scary flights. 2 were small, private planes. On one of them, my ex and I had flown down to Mexico to look at a project that needed financing. The trip down was uneventful. Coming back the next day, we took off and once we were off the ground the pilot says he was too hung over to fly and told my ex (who was a student pilot) to take over. She did but after passing over LA, we lost all electric and by that time it was dark. We almost flew into a mountainside but changed course at a lower altitude and followed the freeway lights. Landing in Oakland at around 1 AM was REAL scary. No lights or instruments, and we could not receive any radio communication. They could hear us and knew what was happening. Luckily, there were no other planes on approach or takeoff at that time. I have to give my ex credit for brains and nerves of steel.
The 2nd time was when I was buidling a house in a mountainous area about 200 miles from home. My ex had her license by then and took 5 of us on an inspection tour. We landed, did our inspection and then started for home in the heat of a very hot summer day. We could not gain altitude because of the heat and had to fly in circles for 2 hours before gaining enough heigth to get over the mountains.
The 3rd time was commercial. We had visted Katmandu in Nepal with the next stop at Tiger Tops, a National Park also in Nepal. We boarded one of those older prop planes you only see in old movies and headed into the jungle. Landing on a dirt strip with the nose in the air was a breath taking experience. I could write a short story on that trip but I don't want to bore you.