Solo
I I turned the plane onto final so that the runway was directly in front of us. We were aligned near perfect with the centerline. I stabilized the descent and… Read more »
Tag: barb macleod
Free Fall
I It’s a shocking thing — an awesome kind of vertigo — gravity’s sudden upset. “I figure it’s time to demonstrate spins,” my flight instructor said. She pulled the yoke… Read more »
Curse
I It must be some kind of weird curse — random in your face reality when you decide to do something that has more element of risk to it than… Read more »