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Originally posted by 888heaven Have you tried Glider flights and lessons are comparable a lot cheaper |
Yep, went up for a trial flight with a group of people from work (The London Gliding club is only a few miles away from me at Dunstable). There were about 5 or 6 gliders doing 10-15 minute flights on a round robin basis and it was just pot luck which glider you got to fly in. Fortunately the pilot in my glider was the most senior instructor in the club and when he saw me do up the four point harness unaided he asked me whether I'd done it before. I said I hadn't but I knew about the harnesses from my rally navigation, whn he realised that I was an adrenalin junkie he offered me the alternative of a 10-15 minute float around like everyone else or 4-5 minutes of aerobatics

Naturally, I took the aerobatics...it was excellent.
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Originally posted by Rockhopper The R22 is okay but needs respect, perhaps more so than most other choppers. The thing that sticks in my mind was how small it is inside ! |
You're not kidding...makes my wifes Smart car feel like a stretch limo


On a final note, I've been fascinated by flying (and going fast) all my life but have never had the money to learn to fly. On balance I prefer fast things and I've got an expensive Ducati habit to feed, so I won't be taking up any sort of fixed wing or rotary wing training.
But, here's the weird thing....I am fascinated by flying but absolutely terrified of heights and I mean to the point where on the first level of the Eiffel Tower I was absolutely frozen with fear. Gut wrenching, cold sweat, dry mouthed fear and gripping on to the nearest bench seat with white knuckles just because I could see through the trellis work down to the ground. Now, the damn thing has a pedestrian walkway around it as wide as a street, it has wire fencing to stop anyone tumbling over the parapet, it's impossible to fall or jump off it and it wasn't likely to have stood for 100 years then collapse just because I was on it that day. So you can be entirely rational about it but I was still terrified. The same is true for any tall building and you wouldn't get me within half a mile of a cliff top.
And yet...put me in a flying machine be it a commercial airliner (in which I've spent countless hours) or a light aircraft, or a glider or a helicopter and I'm absolutely fine. Yesterday, bobbing about on the breeze in a flimsy perspex bubble 1500 feet above my house (I only live 5 minutes from Cranfield as the chopper flies) was in a different order of risk to standing on a concourse up the Eiffel Tower, which frightens the crap out of me, and yet I was loving it.
Explain that one Mr Freud