I’m proud to say that I flew a 737! It was so cool that I’m going to tell all my friends about it!
Okay, not exactly. It was not a Boeing 737, just a small Cessna with the registration number N737HW. But hopefully I’m on the way!
Actually, the airplane itself flew a little worse than the one I flew yesterday. I remembered the Czech OK-STB: it was also pretty old and had a flaps switch with fixed positions (it was a Cessna 152 though). I am used to a different flaps switch: I had to push it and hold for some seconds, and the longer I hold it, the lower the flaps position.
The airplane’s takeoff run was longer, and the climb rate was less. The outside view was pretty much covered by the instrument panel, so I wanted to stand or even jump to look outside while taxiing and landing. I remembered my early driving experience with my father when my head was barely above the dashboard.
Today, we were practicing stalls, slow flight, and steep turns. Everything was “under the hood,” i.e., wearing “foggles,” so I had to fly solely by reference to the instruments. Initially, I struggled to maintain altitude, especially in steep turns. I definitely need more practice.
When we’re not flying, I prepare for the written test. I already feel rather confident since I studied in Moscow, but it’s better to keep it up.
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