For my birthday a few weeks back Amanda purchased a gift certificate for a flight lesson. We've both talked about getting our private pilots license at some point but have never taken the time to start it as we've pretty much had at least one of us in college the entire time we've been married.
It was fun, we took off from Waukegan airport in a Cessna 172 and followed the coast down to the city (where the houses are just ridiculously huge), did a 180 around the skyscrapers (we were only at 1800 feet or so, close to on par with the Sears tower) and followed the highway back to the airport. The hardest part wasn't the physical flying it was the knowledge of what the instrumentation does and how to talk with the control tower. That's what the instructor was for.
It furthered my desire to become flight certified. If we both get the license we could just take a quick jaunt to St. Louis or Minnesota from here. First we have to get Amanda through nursing school then we'll see!
ps. In case Riley is reading it is ok to go "high in the sky ... like a birdie"
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If you get flight certified, then you can be a bush pilot in the Alaskan wilderness. That would cool.
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