Thursday 9 August 2012

Some light reading...

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Well, I don't know if this has helped or hindered, but I guess I'll find out tomorrow...

All that is left for me before the flight is to finish work, hit the gym (tire out my body so I sleep well) and then watch Top Gun (so I feel brave). Then I'll wake in the early AM, whack my shades on and head up into the big blue.

Full report soon, assuming all goes well and we don't ditch it in a swamp. Of which I don't think there are any in Warwickshire, so I should be fine :-)


Monday 6 August 2012

My first nightmare...

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Well, with just four days to go until my discovery flight, I've had my first nightmare...

Dreams full of screams; full of cramped cockpits, wheezing and coughing engines and instructors having heart attacks - all my fears were present, making me wonder what the hell I'm doing this for.

But I only feel like this at night; as the sun rises, my fears dissipate like morning mist, burnt away by the bright heat of hope that a new day brings. And I am reminded of The Dark Knight Rises:

"Now is not the time for fear. That comes later..."

4 days later to be exact, when I'm 8000 feet up in a washing machine with wings.

Can't wait ;-)


Tuesday 31 July 2012

The upcoming Discovery Flight

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This could be the shortest blog in history...

On August 10th, I will be 34 years old, and will have been unafraid of flying for a little over 12 months. Having overcome said fear (and as a low level but somewhat psychotic 'fadder') I have, after watching Bush Pilots and Top Gun, decided that learning to fly would be cool, great and awesome in equal measure.

Therefore my wife (always up for a laugh) has booked me a discovery day at the South Warwickshire Flying School. For about an hour, I'll head up with an instructor and take control of the aircraft through some basic manoeuvres.

I'll be in this soon...

I will either love it and insist that henceforth everyone calls me Maverick as I strive for my license, or I will shit my pants and cry like a little girl before being ridiculed by all and sundry for trying out yet another hobby and then failing/giving up/not liking it...