What Got you into Flying??
#33
Family history. My grand father flew B-24s (with Jimmy Stuart in NM, then on to the hump) then came back and transfered to B-17s, while his brother was a navigator on B-29s but was killed over Tokyo. My dad got a job working as 727 sim instructor for UAL at the training center in Denver. I used to go flying with him, and try to fly the sims. I didn't want to be a commercial pilot until my dad put me in the left seat of the 747-400 sim, and said that it was some 30 feet of ground. Right then and there I knew that one day I'd have to have a left seat in a -400.
#34
My late Dad was a state park ranger with a fire patrol flying gig on the side in the late 70's. I rode with him on some of those, and other flights around Maine. What really got me hooked was a trip with him from Maine to Florida and back to visit grandparents when I was nine. He owned a Piper Clipper for a year or so and sold it right after that trip. Too late - I was fully infected with the flying and sailing bug. Carried a copy of a C-172 POH around (opposite the MAD magazine) in my Trapper Keeper.
Our current house is under a sweet spot - the intermediate section of some approaches into PWM plus near a beach with banner towing and a GA practice area - and I too have the irresistible compulsion to look up every time anything flies over...what is up with that!
Our current house is under a sweet spot - the intermediate section of some approaches into PWM plus near a beach with banner towing and a GA practice area - and I too have the irresistible compulsion to look up every time anything flies over...what is up with that!
#35
My first love of aviation or better yet knowing that I deffinetly wanted to be a Pilot was when I was 10 years old in 2001 when My dad decided were going to Jamaica to visit our family.He booked the American Airlines tickets, and from that moment I was obsessed about the flight to the point that I did not even sleep the night before haha. The flight was something like AA4565 or something like that and It was from JFK-KIN(Norman Manley International Airport in Kingston fyi) departing terminal 8 at 10 am arriving in Kingston around 1:45pm. I will never ever forget the smell of coffee boarding the 737-800 and seeing the galley. It however was scary in a way to me taking off as I was pushed into my seat then all of a sudden I was rising( It still is to me when I fly Airlines, exspecially when I sit in back of the wings). I looked out the window and all I saw was a boardwalk looking peir and then a sharp turn to the left to start heading south for KIN, long story short on the way back I saw the cockpit and seeing all the buttons I was attached. My most recent flight in march though was my most loved on Air Jamaica same route but it was a A340-300 and it departed around 3:00 pm and arrived Kingston at exactly 6:12. Longstory short again decending into Kingston was sooo facinating looking out the window and I sware to God the clouds over JA looked just like heaven and the sun was setting. Upon disembarking I asked one of the F/A's if I could talk to the pilots and I got attached even more, the A340 in my opinion looked like a Spaceship when it came to buttons and screens compared to the 737. FASTFOWARD, Currently I am attending the flight school in NJ called Somerset Air Service and I cannot wait to get my PPL when I am 17, but as of now I do not fly as much because of funds, as most of you can imagine, well I know that my experience was very long but the passion I have for flying just forced me to explain my whole journey.
#37
Im curious to hear everyones story as to why the got into flying. Was it a family member or just a childhood dream to fly like superman.
For me the flying bug got me when I was about 4yrs old; every week my mom would take me to the airport to eat Mcdonalds and watch the planes.
The spark turned to a full on blow torch during preparation for my first "Big Airplane" trip to Florida at age 10. My dad hired a plane and pilot to take me and my brother flying to make sure we weren't going to freak out in the big plane. I sat up front and took the controls for a little while and that was all it took....
For me the flying bug got me when I was about 4yrs old; every week my mom would take me to the airport to eat Mcdonalds and watch the planes.
The spark turned to a full on blow torch during preparation for my first "Big Airplane" trip to Florida at age 10. My dad hired a plane and pilot to take me and my brother flying to make sure we weren't going to freak out in the big plane. I sat up front and took the controls for a little while and that was all it took....
I love it!!!
#38
back in the day i was flying over europe in a cessna and i saw a group of nazi messerschmitt fighters... they tried shooting me down but they didnt know i was loaded with hellfire missiles. Man I miss the 1990's.
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