High Flight

Flew again last Wednesday. I flew one hour 50/50 dual/solo time. I really love the solo time now. I flew over the Mississippi again and did some turns about 10 miles south of the airport. I did two crosswind (x-wind) landings when I returned. The second landing was a little tough, a 10 mph straight crosswind, I bounced and twisted a little on the landing, but it wasn't a hard landing at all. My approach was a little high and hot and I had to bleed off some speed when I flared, but I have thought through the whole set up I made in the pattern and I think I know how I would fix it next time.
I'm up to 27 hours now, I've flown 4 times now solo. I really feel I am on my way now...but, of course, I still have a lot of work in front of me. I am doing better and have done more than I ever really thought I could do. My confidence is increasing all of the time and not just in flying. Nothing seems as impossible as it once did. During my flight, I kept thinking of the fighter jet that would come on TV at midnight when TV stations used to go off air for the night. I have always had trouble sleeping and remember seeing this in the mid-70's...it is called High Flight...really cool. I guess I thought of it, because when I was a kid it was never a question of whether or not I would become a pilot...but it is easy to dream when you are young. Now at age 42, with 4 failures behind me it wasn't so easy, but I am making it happen...my destiny.