Into the Wild Blue

Bill and Bill

So, I'm going to fly. In other words, I'm going to get my Private Pilots License. This has been kind of a life long dream. The first life plan I can ever remember having is going the the Air Force Academy, becoming a fighter pilot, then flying for the airlines. Other things transpired (my eyes, my height) to throw me off that course, but I still want to fly. So, I'm going to.

Doing research I found a local EAA Chapter that was having a breakfast and a meeting. I was able to talk Meggie into coming out for the pancake breakfast (mmmmm... Pancakes...) and met some nice people there. At their meeting the next week, I met Bill (pictured above) who is in the middle of building his RV-7A. He was heading up to log some time in a Cessna 152, and he let me ride along in the right seat. A lot of fun!

This Saturday, I'm off for an introductory ride with an instructor. If that all works out, I will start the lessons post haste!

Memory moment: I actually had an introductory flight many years ago. My grandpa took me down to Boeing Field one day and paid for me to go up with an instructor. I had a great time there, then once on the ground, we went to a dinner that was at the end of the runway so we could eat burgers and watch the planes come and go. Great way to spend a day with Grandpa!


Meggie making airplane noises