Within a few minutes my instructor, Brian, had all of us heading for the plane. After a few minutes showing me some of the instruments and controls I was taxing the plane toward the runway. The next thing I knew, I was pulling back on the steering wheel (not proper term I was given, BTW) and we were airborne. I have to admit the first half hour was information overload. Between trying to monitor the many gauges that tell you about engine speed, air speed, height, direction, etc and trying to understand how what I did affected my instruments. I don’t think I really noticed the view for the first half hour.
But once I started to get a feel for everything and could take a breath, the view was amazing! A good time was had by all. Cordell had plenty of questions and I wasn’t too upset when his microphone came loose from his headset <chuckles>. Aleah made it through most of the flight before becoming a bit nauseous but she was a trooper and made it all the way without popping. She doesn’t want to do it again, but I know she’s really glad she did it.
I don’t know when I’ll continue my lessons, but I think it’s something I want to work toward (my pilot’s license that is).
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