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Good Weather and Long Days

I went flying on Sunday and yesterday. First time in a few months. I went up with an instructor so I could get checked out to fly the club's 152s, which are just 2-seaters (as opposed to the 4-seater 172s I usually fly). It was a TON of fun, and the instructor repeatedly complimented me on my skillz, which was damned cool, especially since I've only logged an hour in the last 5 months. But I was humbled a little yesterday when I went up solo, because I realized at one point that I had forgotten to do something fairly important - not life-threatening in this case, but in another situation, could have been. So, two steps forward, one step back.

But on Sunday we did a few landings at a grass stip by Genoa City, WI. Damn, that was fun. I think that was the single most fun flight I've had to date. Taking my dad and A. up was cool. But this was just plain fun. The difference between flying a 172 and a 152 is like the difference between driving a sedan and a slightly underpowered sport coup. What it lacks in power, it also lacks in weight, so although it doesn't go fast, it's really responsive. And it's TINY. The wings are lower, it's actually a chore to climb into, and you're shoulder to shoulder with your passenger. But damn, is it fun.

Anyway, I could go on and on, but I won't. All I'll say is, thank god for nice weather.