Just recently, I had the opportunity to have a flight instruction. It was such a great experience. Read more below from, Learning to Fly: A Bird’s-Eye View of the Pioneer Valley.
“We flew at an altitude of 3,000 feet along the Connecticut River, and above the lush green hills and farmland of the Pioneer Valley.
The lakes and rivers glittered as the sunbeams fell upon the surface. Mountains bordered the horizons in every direction. The soft hue of purple peaks blurred in the distance. The view was spectacular.
The flight instruction lasted about an hour. I learned how to steer the plane, gently guiding the yoke to one side then to the other. It was a surreal feeling when Foster let go of all the controls and I was flying the plane myself.
Before I knew it we were back on the ground. We ended with a smooth landing.
Flying in the Piper Warrior II N4302V, a small plane, was very different from being in the air on a commercial airline. You don’t have to peek out of a small frosted window, you can see everything.
After the landing, Foster recorded my time in the air. I completed one fortieth of the flight time necessary for a pilot’s license.
I jumped out of the white and yellow Piper. There were planes taxiing the runway, girls with sundresses and aviators approaching the hangar, and grease stained mechanics working on the aircraft.
I looked up into the endless blue highway and saw a glint of distant airplane.”
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