Yep those four words again. You see what happened was fairly simple. I’d obsessed about very minor detail about the journey there, but neglected to think about the trip back. I wasn’t landing at Oshawa (just did a couple of touch and goes), so I didn’t have any on ground time to think about the return journey. I’d neglected this in my planning, consequently I wasn't as ahead of the plane as I should have been ( this might be a polite way of saying I wasn’t in front of it at all!). Thus the journey back wasn’t as smooth as it could have been. I let my altitude drop and made a couple of dicey radio calls. I also appeared to forget how to land the plane, but that’s for another post!
Don’t get me wrong, nothing terrible happened and I was always
fully in control. It just wasn’t as smooth and painless as it should have been.
A valuable lesson was learned though. As well as getting there, you also have
to get back!
* One of the few areas in life that my mild OCD is an advantage (maybe!) I actually semi flew the flight in my sleep the night before. I was literally dreaming about it. My mind screwed up the local geography a bit but the general principle seemed to work.
* One of the few areas in life that my mild OCD is an advantage (maybe!) I actually semi flew the flight in my sleep the night before. I was literally dreaming about it. My mind screwed up the local geography a bit but the general principle seemed to work.
There is a saying in aviation, never point an aircraft in a direction your brain hasn't flown 5 minutes ago. This is another description of that mystical zen state instructors call "ahead of the plane". Mentally flying a route before you do it is a good thing, keep doing it.
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