Stalls

There is the second day. I am flying with a B737 pilot. A very positive person with normal English. Much simpler.

Today I was going to mount my action camera for better analyzing my errors and having a simpler progress monitoring. I even brought a box with it to the airport. But that box was empty… I forgot to put the camera there. 🙂

At least I understood that I have to look outside, not only at the instruments. Everything became simpler. The airplane flies where you look. Like a hang-glider. Of course, I am still slightly scared and nervous, and I fly very strange S-like paths (both horizontal and vertical profiles), but it is becoming better than yesterday.

The most interesting thing for today: minimum speed flight, and stall with recovery. Minimum speed flight is relatively simple. The airplane is somewhat more unstable, and thermal turbulence is felt some more, but nothing special. But stalls…

Gaining safe altitude. Setting throttle to idle, trying to hold an altitude. Speed is falling, the stall warning is screaming,and I feel some bumping… Yuhooo! The first time it is really scary. A roller coaster is nothing compared to that. Next time it is better. And better. And better. But it is still not very comfortable when the airplane stops flying and starts falling.

Today I realized that it was a really good idea to start studying theory some time ago, because I have a written test in the end of April. So, it is like in the university during my sessions 🙂

My First Flight

So, there was my first flight today. Of course, it was with an instructor. Everything is totally new, unfamiliar and interesting! Now I understand that it is really very hard to maintain altitude, direction and engine RPM and simultaneously look around to see what’s happening. I actively drive more than ten years, and I used to two dimensions, when it is enough to maintain proper speed and direction 🙂

I am not telling about take off and landing: I perfectly understand importance of altitude, and it is much more comfortable for me when there is at least 600 feet to the ground. Occasionally when I catch some upside thermal flow, my mind becomes very happy, and only some seconds after I understand that we HAVE and ENGINE, we can go up without thermal flows. Maintain altitude!

As a result, I have my first flight hour in my logbook, my mind is full of new impressions, and I am pretty sure that my decision was right: after 10+ years driving (I was driving almost every day) I am still happy with it, and I am extremely happy flying in an airplane as a passenger. And finally I got both: I am a pilot!