Tuesday, July 12, 2005

solo solo solo

thats right, i finally flew without an instructor present. i wasnt half as nervous as i thought i would be. nor did i cause any damage to anything or anyone. we flew up to north central airport in RI, did a couple touch and go's and then Tim (instructor) told me to pull onto the ramp and cut the engine. upon doing so he promptly got out, told me to do three take offs and landings and then come back and pick him back up.....umm......ok?!?!?!?! i taxied out to the runway, lined up, put it up to full throttle and off i went. the whole time i was looking to my right, at the empty seat, the empty seat usually occupied by a highly qualified, certified flight instructor (CFI) and i laughed. there i was, at last, at 1500 ft, flying over RI, by myself. basically, everything i had ever done in my life up til then had been in building up to that moment, i was a pilot in command of an aircraft. but oh shit, time to land. take it easy, little more throttle, flaps are down, theres the swamp, okay we're over the swamp coming into the runway now sinking kinda quick keep the nose high the ground is filling up my sight keep the nose up keep the nose up line the nose up with the runway left left left left keep the nose up and then.........squeek, youre down. i did it. and, wait, i get to this two more times. oh man, dont ever let this stop. up next, conquering the world.

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