Why pilots chose to be a pilot?
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Why pilots chose to be a pilot?
I was thinking about this earlier today why pilots do what they do?
What is so exciting about flying?
Why did they even want to be a pilot in the first place?
I hope for your reply so that I can write about it in my blog.
What is so exciting about flying?
Why did they even want to be a pilot in the first place?
I hope for your reply so that I can write about it in my blog.
Why did they even want to be a pilot in the first place?
For oxenos....
......it was only because you an ex Aberdeen Corporation bus conductor down the back looking after you that you managed that excellent landing at Istres. (ie "excellent in the sense that we all walked away from it.)
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An old country preacher had a teenage son, and it was getting time the boy should give some thought to choosing a profession. Like many young men, the boy didn't really know what he wanted to do, and he didn't seem too concerned about it. One day, while the boy was away at school, his father decided to try an experiment. He went into the boy's room and placed on his study table four objects:
a Bible
a silver dollar
a bottle of whiskey
a Playboy magazine
"I'll just hide behind the door," the old preacher said to himself. "When he comes home from school this afternoon, I'll see which object he picks up. If it's the Bible, he's going to be a preacher like me and what a blessing that would be! If he picks up the dollar, he's going to be a businessman, and that would be okay, too. But if he picks up the bottle, he's going to be a no-good drunkard, and, Lord, what a shame that would be. And worst of all, if he picks up that magazine he's gonna be a skirt-chasin' bum."
The old man waited anxiously and soon heard his son's footsteps as he entered the house whistling and headed for his room. The boy tossed his books on the bed, and as he turned to leave the room he spotted the objects on the table. With curiosity in his eye, he walked over to inspect them. Finally, he picked up the Bible and placed it under his arm. He picked up the silver dollar and dropped it into his pocket. He uncorked the bottle and took a big drink while he admired this month's centerfold.
"Lord have mercy," the old preacher disgustedly whispered . . .
"He's gonna be a pilot!"
a Bible
a silver dollar
a bottle of whiskey
a Playboy magazine
"I'll just hide behind the door," the old preacher said to himself. "When he comes home from school this afternoon, I'll see which object he picks up. If it's the Bible, he's going to be a preacher like me and what a blessing that would be! If he picks up the dollar, he's going to be a businessman, and that would be okay, too. But if he picks up the bottle, he's going to be a no-good drunkard, and, Lord, what a shame that would be. And worst of all, if he picks up that magazine he's gonna be a skirt-chasin' bum."
The old man waited anxiously and soon heard his son's footsteps as he entered the house whistling and headed for his room. The boy tossed his books on the bed, and as he turned to leave the room he spotted the objects on the table. With curiosity in his eye, he walked over to inspect them. Finally, he picked up the Bible and placed it under his arm. He picked up the silver dollar and dropped it into his pocket. He uncorked the bottle and took a big drink while he admired this month's centerfold.
"Lord have mercy," the old preacher disgustedly whispered . . .
"He's gonna be a pilot!"
Just stumbled across this thread.... OK, so no surprise at the wise-crack responses but what about some serious answers for the OP?!
I can't think of any other pastime/hobby/potential career/actual career that anyone would throw so much money at and make as many sacrifices for as we all do.
Re-read an interesting article in an old copy of Flyer by John Farley recently where he posed an open ended question to PPLs - 'why do you fly'? (as opposed to 'why did you learn to fly?').
For me, the reasons have evolved over time. Strangely (or maybe not), after gradually picking up licences and ratings, including professional, I still enjoy jumping in a 152, flying in uncontrolled airspace and simply just handling the aircraft.
I can't think of any other pastime/hobby/potential career/actual career that anyone would throw so much money at and make as many sacrifices for as we all do.
Re-read an interesting article in an old copy of Flyer by John Farley recently where he posed an open ended question to PPLs - 'why do you fly'? (as opposed to 'why did you learn to fly?').
For me, the reasons have evolved over time. Strangely (or maybe not), after gradually picking up licences and ratings, including professional, I still enjoy jumping in a 152, flying in uncontrolled airspace and simply just handling the aircraft.
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My father lived in Swaziland when I started flying training at Tern Hill in 1960. Before that he had spent a long career in the Royal Air Force as a pilot. After my first solo I sent him a telegram informing him of the fact.
His reply was short.
'Congratulations; you will never have to work again in your life.'
He was dead right. Forty-eight years of it was a breeze.
His reply was short.
'Congratulations; you will never have to work again in your life.'
He was dead right. Forty-eight years of it was a breeze.
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It's an interesting question Kawsar.
For me I had no relatives that had anything to do with aviation, as a working class Scots boy I can remember wanting nothing else. When I flew to Zambia at the age of seven it merely made me more determined than ever.(On a VC10
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I believe in Destiny. Do you ?
For me I had no relatives that had anything to do with aviation, as a working class Scots boy I can remember wanting nothing else. When I flew to Zambia at the age of seven it merely made me more determined than ever.(On a VC10
)I believe in Destiny. Do you ?
For once you have tasted flight you will walk the earth with your eyes turned skywards, for there you have been and there you will long to return.
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I had to do it....
.. I have felt the paradise of emotions that went with the smile.. on that first ever solo, when not in that special place, playing where sunbeams sparkle, and Castles are built of mere water vapours, with winds to push and pull, when not in this special place, I spend all my time looking up at the sounds of freedom, and smile because I can feel again that unbridled feeling of being free from the tethering surly bonds of this spinning rock we all occupy.
.. I have felt the paradise of emotions that went with the smile.. on that first ever solo, when not in that special place, playing where sunbeams sparkle, and Castles are built of mere water vapours, with winds to push and pull, when not in this special place, I spend all my time looking up at the sounds of freedom, and smile because I can feel again that unbridled feeling of being free from the tethering surly bonds of this spinning rock we all occupy.