Last time when I was down at the airport, keeping up my currency I had
the good fortune to run into Bob, he’d just finished up with a CPL student and
was waiting on his next.
I’d just finished my “three times around the block” circuits for currency
and was reasonably happy with how it all went.
We fell back into old routines quickly, chatting about flying, the
world in general and our usual topics.
“How’s work?” Bob inquires.
“Hell!” I reply with the kind of laugh that indicates I’m actually
being fairly truthful.
“And you?” I reciprocate.
He gives the half shrug and wry smile that I understand all too
well.
“You too, huh? To be honest that’s one of the reasons I’m flying
today. I just felt the need to burn through some sky. To be up there, even if
it was just circuits, you know?” I respond.
A look passed between us, a moment of clarity and entire mutual
understanding. Bob knew exactly what I was talking about.
“I used to do the same thing,” he confessed “have a bad day at work
and just fly, then at least I’d have achieved something”
He’s 100% right.
Flying is amazing, awe inspiring and satisfying. In the circuit there’s
a rhythm, a cadence to the flying and yet you still have to be hyper aware as
to what’s going on around you.
You switch off the parts of your brain that are p!ssed at your
boss, the parts that are frustrated at the world and replace them with the memory
of muscles needed to land, the mental processes need to parse what ATC is
trying to do.
You can’t hang on to the useless crap that circulates through your
mind at 3:00am in the morning. You are simultaneously exercising the most
primal survival seeking parts of your brain as you do something that no human
was ever designed to. While at the same time you need every single one your
highest order mental processes to carry out the multitude of tasks required.
There’s simply no room for anything else.
All the emotional baggage you pick up just goes.
Flying is the ultimate paradox in that it demands total and utter
concentration while at the same time totally clearing your mind.
And that’s why we fly
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