On becoming a private pilot (finally)
After waking at 1:37, 3:35, 5:05, and finally getting up at 5:30, I was just about to head out the door when …
Sacramento at 1,200 feet
Classes at Sac State ended yesterday. I should’ve spent the day grading papers but knocking around at 1,200 feet sounded so much …
A friendly note from the FAA
“What did you do?!” I exclaimed as Mr. T flipped through the mail and remarked that a manila envelope from the FAA …
Hangar time
A couple snaps from a leisurely Saturday at the airport… You can’t be a pilot if you don’t talk with your …
Fly Girl in Training: Finding my feet in the Decathlon
We were at 3,000 feet practicing steep turns, stalls, and slow flight, me knocking six months of rust off when I remarked …
Fly Girl in Training: Short cross-country solo flying
Flying my short cross country solo to Modesto (KMOD) & Los Banos (KLSN) “Skylane 5887B, state your intentions.” Crap, crap, crap I …
An airplane fairy with Cessna wings
Me and my Cessna wings. “But where are your wings?!” she exclaimed, her tiny 5-year old fingers exploring the center of my …
Preparing for solo cross country flying
Beautiful farmland between Sacramento Executive Airport and Yolo County Airport. “So when are you going on your cross country?” my instructor Stan …
#100HappyDays: Flying over the Sierra Foothills
Flying to Calaveras County Airport, June 26, 2014 A huge part of learning to fly is navigation–knowing where you are, where you …
Fly Girl in Training: Knocking the rust off
On an extended downwind looking out at downtown Sacramento. I looked at my logbook in horror. No, that can’t be right. Did …