It is certainly special...
This week I actually flew twice, which is a big deal for me... now done 5 hrs and just need to nail stalls before looking at the circuit.
I have taken on the agoraphobia with a vengeance, and am following a support programme which now has me off all meds, and doing the mediation and self hypnosis thing, and it seems to be working... it's hard work to fight what has become learnt behaviour, but I'm getting there and am more determined than ever to realise my dream.
My 4th lesson was great, we were overflown by three tornado jets, nose on, a good couple of thousand feet above - very exciting! and again we got up above the scattered cloud/haze which was just fantastic.
Today, my 5th lesson covered climbing and descending turns, which we finished in time for a brief jolly sight seeing trip around some local nature spots before returning to the field for my first overhead join. Mr Instructor (you know who you are if you're reading this) talked me through the overhead join, and the RT. Very little wind meant that I was a little high at the turn to finals... I thought I'd be clever and try a bit of side slipping (I'd done it on my flight sim at home, but clearly had no idea how much HOOF was required), which entertained Mr Instructor no end, who briefly took control to demonstrate the required amount of HOOF and bank and we soon lost a couple of hundred feet, then he cleaned things up and let me fly down to the numbers for what felt like a nice touchdown on the main gear... job done... happy bunny!!!
I now climb out of the plane and my legs are no longer wobbly, and all I can think of is how soon I can afford my next mission!
A bacon butty then flying around in a near clear blue sky for an hour... you can't grumble for a friday morning!