Originally Posted by calcapt

When my instructor stepped out of the airplane unexpectedly and told me to go play in the pattern I thought he was nuts. My hands were shaking as I taxied out. I was amazed at how much better the airplane performed with just one person. After my first solo landing I thought I had died and gone to heaven. I will never forget that day. I occasionally fly over the airport I soloed at in my Boeing and smile as I remember how exciting those times were. I must admit though, I still smile and get excited at a smooth landing or a beautiful sunrise. I'm just crazy that way.