My coworker soloed today! Three times around the pattern, takeoff to landing. Even beyond the checkride, the first solo flight seems to be the defining moment for a pilot. I will never forget mine.
I'm bummed that I couldn't be there to see him fly, but Oh Well. He just peeked his head around the door to my cube a couple of minutes ago and wordlessly showed his T-shirt emblazoned SOLO.
I'll get the full scoop when our other pilot coworker is also available to take a chat break. I haven't yet spilled it to him that I was watching Saturday morning in case he soloed then. :-)
YAY first solo! I suspect he will never forget this day.
I'm bummed that I couldn't be there to see him fly, but Oh Well. He just peeked his head around the door to my cube a couple of minutes ago and wordlessly showed his T-shirt emblazoned SOLO.
I'll get the full scoop when our other pilot coworker is also available to take a chat break. I haven't yet spilled it to him that I was watching Saturday morning in case he soloed then. :-)
YAY first solo! I suspect he will never forget this day.
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i'd love to be a fly on the wall during the chat break to hear the details and soak up that enthusiasm.
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Congrats to your friend.
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I too remember the rapid climb without my instructor.
Sulphur Springs? Been there! A virtual wave to your dad. (And he's a check pilot too, eh? Nifty!)
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Dad has been an instructor since about the time I was born. CFII since the early 70's and a designee since about 1980. He was the airport manager at KSLR from June of 1972 until sometime in 1999. Last time I asked he had something like 25000 hours -- all general aviation.
When were you through Sulphur Springs ? It used to be a really nice little airport, but the city has let it down lately. Non aviation folks are making important decisions now. Not good sometimes. Caldwell Aviation has a hangar on the old ramp still. If you make it back that way, stop by and say "Hi."
I literally grew up at that airport. Lived on the field from 1972 until about 1990 and still have the scars on my elbows and knees from learning to ride a bicycle on all that asphalt. ;-)
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Maybe someday...
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Er, no, wait, that's probably not right. :)