Night Flight
posted by Jen | 9:33 AM
I love flying at night. I remember that from when I was doing my night flight training, and my flight last night just cemented the impression.
I got to the airport at around 8:10, a little later than planned due to a stop at Walmart to buy a headlamp for my flight bag. I meant to bring Gavin’s with me, but I left it at home by mistake. That’s a purchase I’d been meaning to make for a while anyway. My plan was to get in the air when I could, fly around until it got dark enough, and then do my 3 takeoff and landings to a full stop that I need to be night proficient.
I got off just at sunset, and I was immediately reminded of why I liked flying at night so much. The air is so smooth; it feels like the sensation you get when you’re watching an IMAX movie with a flying clip in it. And it is so pretty. The lights winking on the ground, the sunset playing on the clouds, it’s fabulous. And, it’s so much cooler than it is at noon!
I flew around for a while, looking at stuff and feeling the plane again since it has been a couple weeks. After a while I turned back to the airport. I can never see the flashing beacon at Pearland. I don’t get it, because I can see Ellington’s right away. Never fear, I know that area like the back of my hand and I could see the black area of no lights where the airport is all the way in. The landings were just fine, and I had the pattern all to myself that late on a Sunday night.
Flying at night is going to be a very good option for me for a while. I can go out after Carina is in bed and not stress about missing time with her to go flying. We can get a babysitter and go together. Plus, it was nice to come home not needing an immediate shower; it has been a couple months since that happened.
I got to the airport at around 8:10, a little later than planned due to a stop at Walmart to buy a headlamp for my flight bag. I meant to bring Gavin’s with me, but I left it at home by mistake. That’s a purchase I’d been meaning to make for a while anyway. My plan was to get in the air when I could, fly around until it got dark enough, and then do my 3 takeoff and landings to a full stop that I need to be night proficient.
I got off just at sunset, and I was immediately reminded of why I liked flying at night so much. The air is so smooth; it feels like the sensation you get when you’re watching an IMAX movie with a flying clip in it. And it is so pretty. The lights winking on the ground, the sunset playing on the clouds, it’s fabulous. And, it’s so much cooler than it is at noon!
I flew around for a while, looking at stuff and feeling the plane again since it has been a couple weeks. After a while I turned back to the airport. I can never see the flashing beacon at Pearland. I don’t get it, because I can see Ellington’s right away. Never fear, I know that area like the back of my hand and I could see the black area of no lights where the airport is all the way in. The landings were just fine, and I had the pattern all to myself that late on a Sunday night.
Flying at night is going to be a very good option for me for a while. I can go out after Carina is in bed and not stress about missing time with her to go flying. We can get a babysitter and go together. Plus, it was nice to come home not needing an immediate shower; it has been a couple months since that happened.
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