After a week of bad weather, I showed up at Palo Alto yesterday, eager to get my long solo cross country requirement done. The requirement is 150nm total flight (that's nautical miles, not nanometers), two landings, each 50nm away from my home airport. In addition, I need 5.0 hours total of cross country flight, so it would behoove me to make this flight 3.3 hours or longer (my first cross country to Salinas and back was 1.7 hours).
I came with a plan to fly to King City and then to Modesto, and then back to PAO. But in looking at the weather in the valley, it looked like the fog wasn't going to lift, so Kevin told me I should just fly to King City and land in Salinas on the way back, and if I didn't reach 3.3 hours I could do another flight over to Salinas today.
So off I went. Left Dumbarton departure, cleared for takeoff, off I go, and a left turn, and....what are all those clouds doing there? There weren't supposed to be clouds!! I looked..where did they come from? Can I turn around? What's the best way to turn around, and what do I say? Well...maybe I can get over them. Yeah, it's looking like they're a ways lower than me actually. OK, no problem. Over to the south, looks like somewhat less clouds. Alright, let's do it.
So I got over the clouds, not quite making it to SLAC, turning early to avoid a cloud and heading for Lexington Reservoir, my second checkpoint. I had my GPS with me, and I relied on it rather heavily at this point. Note that I never did my climb checklist...
Finally I got up to 5500 feet. As I got to Lexington Reservoir, again there was a bank of clouds in front of me, but I saw a clear path by the coast, so I turned right, went around the clouds and reintercepted my course over Watsonville. I tuned in the local Norcal Approach frequency and considered asking for flight following, but every time I geared up to do so, I got distracted by something. So I never did, but at least I listened in; at some point they were alerting other aircraft to my presence so that was comforting.
I had cut back to about 90 KTAS (that's Knots True AirSpeed) after takeoff, so I puttered along and started looking for my checkpoints. I started my descent, and got to King City a little faster than anticipated. Note that I never did my descent checklist. I circled over the airport, my radio comm was great. I saw the windsock and decided to land on Runway 11. Announcing my intentions, I went off to the west and prepared to come in on the downwind, according to my drawing that I'd done in advance. As I started to turn towards the approach to the downwind, I got ready to announce my path, and...wait a minute, my path was putting me on RIGHT downwind, not LEFT!! I double checked the charts; no, it really should be left! My drawing was BACKWARDS!! So I climbed back up and went back to midfield ("King City traffic, Cessna 6521J one more time over midfield, altitude two thousand three hundred, King City"). By this time I was a little freaked out. I entered the left pattern, but as I turned base and final (note: no pre-landing checklist!) I was distracted by some power lines that were nowhere near me. So I ended up way high and had to go around. Full power and...why am I climbing so slowly? Uh...carb heat's on! ACK -- my fuel mixture's too lean; I never richened it on my descent! Gee, if only they made some kind of checklist....oh, yeah...
So I went around, my second approach was much better and I had a good landing. I taxied back, plotted my return course for Salinas, and took off. I got up to 4500 feet, again thinking about flight following but decided I was only 20nm out and I may as well just tune Salinas Tower. So I did after listening to ATIS (the pre-recorded weather info that tells you conditions and what runway to use) and they said runway 13 was active. Perfect, just what I was expecting. Now, complicating matters was the fact that my bladder was complaining pretty badly at this point. So I figured, I could park at Salinas, take care of things, take a break and head back. I contacted the tower 10 miles out. "Cessna 6521J," they said, " enter left base runway 26, report 3 miles." "Roger, 26 left base, 3 miles." Um...okay, where the heck is 26? Now, if I were not really tired I could've figured this out, and in fact I did figure it out. But as I got close, I got nervous, and basically had to ask for help. At 4 miles out I requested vectors, and I think the tower was confused because I was exactly on course. But always better to ask, right? And they're really friendly down there.
So I landed (ugly; I hit a little hard) and asked for directions to transient parking (thank goodness I knew that word). I parked, and as I did so a guy ran out and directed me into the space! I thought that was awesome, though I wished I'd reviewed my ground hand signals (he just used two, straight ahead and cut power, and I remembered those). I used the facilities and called Kevin. I told him where I was and that I only needed 1.2 more hours (since I'd taken up so much time messing around at King City, and flying slow). He recommended I could take the coast route, up to Half Moon Bay, and back over. I told him there were lots of clouds so I didn't have a lot of flexibility in my path, but that I'd give it a look.
I took off, feeling silly as I asked for a "northbound departure." But it did the job, they directed me to 13 and gave me a left downwind departure, which is what I expected. I took off and climbed to 2500 before realizing that I really didn't want to (a) go to 4500, because of the clouds, and (b) go over the hills past Lexington Reservoir, because of the clouds. I'm sure I could've made it, but it would've been really stressful. So I stayed at 2500 and went the coast route. If I weren't so stressed out, it'd have been beautiful. But I was worried, about possible emergency landing sites (some stretches of the coast are not very hospitable), about fuel burn (I had nothing to worry about, but still), and traffic (wouldn't everyone be flying at 2500 over Highway 1?). And clouds, of which there were a few to be avoided. Oh, and turbulence. Man, it was a bit rocky! I'm sure a more experienced pilot would just laugh at me, but I found it pretty uncomfortable.
I got near HMB and turned right, over the hills, steeling myself for what I was sure would be a bumpy ride. I was right, but I just kept repeating to myself, wings level, hold them level. I had plenty of altitude, and was happy to see San Antonio Reservoir and make the right down 280 to SLAC. I reported inbound, descended rapidly, and made my approach. They reported winds 360 at 8 (that's from the north, at 8 knots), which would've been a reasonable crosswind (50 degrees from parallel to the runway), but nothing unmanageable. As I got down, there was no crosswind at all. My flare was terrible, but the landing itself was fine, if a little long -- I missed the second taxiway, causing the Cirrus behind me to have to go around. Oh well, not my problem, and at least I didn't kill a squirrel this time.
Total time? 3.4 hours. I'm done with Cross Country, and moving on to check ride prep. I think I need to practice my left patterns at some point -- I'm much more comfortable in right patterns because that's what's normal at PAO, but they're not standard everywhere else. Today is check ride prep #1.