Things are really starting to come together. I can feel the airwork
exercises starting to fall into place. After my success with the instrument
work on the way to the practice area, I was in a good frame of mind to attempt
a steep turn.
Bob gave me the choice, left or right but he wanted me to carry it
through the full 360 degrees. I decided to do one to the left, mainly because I’ve
done a fair few to the right with Bob on board.
I eased into the bank, nudged the power in a tad and made sure to
keep the nose up. I concentrated inside then out, then back inside again.
Following it round the entire orbit. I rolled out (not quite anticipating it
soon enough but no major harm), got the nose to cruise attitude and pulled back
the extra rpms I’d put in. Re-established at our starting heading I looked expectantly
at Bob for some feedback.
“Well that was easy enough.” He said, “nothing wrong with that at
all”
One down….
Next the stalls. First one done, exactly the same issue as last
time. I howled in sheer, 100% pure frustration. “I’m so p!ssed off with myself”
I moaned.
But we worked at them and worked at them, gradually I managed to
get my limbs to cooperate and do what they needed to do.
We practiced stall after stall after stall. Each one getting better
and better and then, when I’d finally got it, we practiced some more to
reassure me that it wasn’t a fluke.
Nailed those too. At the moment I’m tangibly feeling the
improvement in each and every skill. I can feel the ability to fly flowing
through me and into the plane. Fear has been replaced by confidence, by solid
ability. It’s a good swap.
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