I had my sortie 1 today.
It was my first flight.
Nervous and afraid I was.
Instructor showed me
the external checks.
Quite easy I must say.
Boarded the piper and
strapped in.
Throttle open.
Test brakes.
My reflexes were somehow
insensitive to orders.
I was screwed.
Frankly, i did not even know
how much must I step the
rudder brakes, etc.
I was asked to taxy to whiskey 1.
It didn't went smoothly.
My inst. scolded me and
lectured me like hell.
When airborne, I was shown the
checkpoints.
I screwed up in some parts too.
Damn..my mind was really somewhere
else today.
Finally, my inst. did some
beyond-extraordinary manoveures
and stunts: beyond positive and negative
3G. That was really beyond limits la.
My body couldn't really take it.
I actually wanted my inst. to stop it.
But it's my dream, why not get over it?
I managed to fight it..yippie.
after landing..my taxying back to the
dispersal was better.
Even my inst. complimented me.
Really felt relieved.
After debrief, i know most of the things
that i'm supposed to know.
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