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callSo, I seem to be seriously considering this whole "learning to fly" lark.
Today, had a trial lesson at the local club, an hour in a '172. The whole thing was great fun, walking round and checking out the aircraft before we headed out, running through all the checklists etc. Once in the air it was very hands-on, and I took the controls for most of it. The lesson was a little like a smorgasbord of manoeuvres from the rest of the PPL course. We flew out to Newmarket, circled the racetrack a few times at 3000ft, lots of turns and changes of altitude etc. Then some stalls and (obviously) stall recovery, which was a lot of fun although on my first one I was perhaps a little too enthusiastic about pushing forward. Which was definitely fun. :) On the way back I got to fly the approach down to about 100ft before the instructor took it back.
Despite the lack of loops or stall turns, it was still a lot of fun, and it all "felt" good, and kinda... natural? It felt good. I'm definitely keen.
Something I realised several weeks ago, while talking with one of my colleagues in the office who recently got his PPL. He said that he couldn't wait until his daughter was old enough for him to take her flying, and get her a miniature headset and all that.
And that resonated with me; that's part of it for me. I want to try to be the best dad that Sam could possibly have. And what kid wouldn't want a parent that could take them flying?
Today, had a trial lesson at the local club, an hour in a '172. The whole thing was great fun, walking round and checking out the aircraft before we headed out, running through all the checklists etc. Once in the air it was very hands-on, and I took the controls for most of it. The lesson was a little like a smorgasbord of manoeuvres from the rest of the PPL course. We flew out to Newmarket, circled the racetrack a few times at 3000ft, lots of turns and changes of altitude etc. Then some stalls and (obviously) stall recovery, which was a lot of fun although on my first one I was perhaps a little too enthusiastic about pushing forward. Which was definitely fun. :) On the way back I got to fly the approach down to about 100ft before the instructor took it back.
Despite the lack of loops or stall turns, it was still a lot of fun, and it all "felt" good, and kinda... natural? It felt good. I'm definitely keen.
Something I realised several weeks ago, while talking with one of my colleagues in the office who recently got his PPL. He said that he couldn't wait until his daughter was old enough for him to take her flying, and get her a miniature headset and all that.
And that resonated with me; that's part of it for me. I want to try to be the best dad that Sam could possibly have. And what kid wouldn't want a parent that could take them flying?
