Lasting Impressions

I've not had any lessons since the last one, but I wanted to take the chance to be less technical, less mechanical about the whole process.

The first take-off that you handle yourself is such an unforgettable feeling. Yes, I understand how and why airplanes fly, critical velocity to produce enough lift to counteract the weight of the craft, blah blah blah. Dude....you're IN THE AIR with nothing beneath you!! As you climb, the world gets smaller and smaller, and it all seems so peaceful. Until I flew over 880, that is; traffic was backed up for miles, and I was so glad to not be in a car!

Scariest 2 moments of my life, post-first-flight:

1. Driving home along the freeway right after the first flight. I don't care what anyone says, freeways are scary. There are other cars within 5 feet of you and you're all going 80 mph! Heck, I was only going 100 or so in the air, and if there was another plane within 5 feet of me, I'd be a dead man for sure!

2. Biking to CalTrain yesterday morning. A garbage truck passed me at the exact same time as I passed a storm drain on the side of the road. My choices were (a) go around the storm drain and hope the truck adjusts, or (b) go over the storm drain and hope to maintain stability. I chose (b). Stability is not how I would describe what happened next, but I did not fall. Thankfully, just a momentary loss of control.

I can't wait for tomorrow's flight!