Despite being banned from mentioning the dreaded “Solo” word. It is
very much the elephant in the plane at the moment. Bob and I both know that is
where I’m heading but I refuse to let him even speak of it.
I honestly don’t know if I’m looking forward to the day or dreading
it with the same level of panic that I previously reserved for spins. Part of
me wants it to happen because it’ll be some kind of validation that even if I
don’t manage to achieve my actual PPL I will at least have this. Another part of
me thinks that anyone would have to be insane to even consider letting me go up
in a plane on my own. I’ve never even driven a car on my own before.
There are a number of hurdles that I have to pass before I can fly
solo. These include passing my PSTAR and radio licence exam (both done) and
getting my medical (also done, waiting on paperwork). There are also a number
of maneuvers/scenarios that have to be signed off by Bob before he can let me
up on my own. I can’t help but notice that the sneaky so and so has been
quietly signing them off, one at a time without saying a word to me.
My Training Record has become a ticking time bomb, and that’s never
a good thing to have in a plane!
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