I hated landing. I used to say it was because I was having such a wonderful time up there that I didn't want to come back down. Which was true. But actually the deeper reason was that I was terrified by the notion that here was the ground coming up to meet me at 80 miles an hour..."we're all gonna die, we're all gonna die!" ...even when my instructor was landing (though I don't THINK I actually said it out loud at any time)
Took me about 10 hours just to get that out of my system. Now I don't have that excuse - my poor landings are just down to physical rather than psychological incompetence.
