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It's Saturday and another busy week is behind me. The economic backwash from the global financial crisis still continues to unravel. Like the stock market the TRAFFIC auctions produced some incredible bargains which will put a smile on the face of the buyers in a few years time.
This article isn't about domains or anything else of importance to the domain industry. You see, this week was the week where I had my final private pilot's license test.
The day dawned with a daunting 30-35 knot wind blowing across the aerodrome and my tester asked me if I really wanted to go up that day. After calling a few of the places where I would be headed I decided to give it a go. After all, if I failed it was only money. It would seem to me that it was a lot less money then what Washington Mutual Bank lost in about 10 seconds.
Off I went, flying through controlled airspace to Essendon airport (just near Melbourne airport) only to find that the airport was packed with other planes and we ended up waiting to provided access and a clearance for take-off.
We then headed down to La Trobe valley to the east of Melbourne. It's magnificent green countryside and the although the wind made the plane dodge around the air like a fly against a window we managed to make it. We had a bit of a scare with another plane declaring that they were leaving only to have them announce they were turning downwind just before we made our call. All was well, as the other plane then clarified their position and headed out east away from the airport.
After a touch and go on the runway my tester cut the engine on take-off (which was a bit of a fright) to see what I would do. Nose down to gain glide speed and all was well as he pushed the throttle to full open again.....thank goodness that I managed to pass that one.
He then threw a curve ball at me and changed our next destination to another aerodrome. Nothing like a change to get the protractor and ruler out on the map as you're flying along. After seventeen minutes we reached our destination and conducted a forced landing (yes, another pretend engine failure).
We were finally on our return journey back home when he decided to throw a bunch of stalls, steep turns and then low level flying in my direction. After completing those I finally saw the home runway, made my radio calls and we chugged along directly into a wind that was gusting at 35 knots just off the nose. Other then a slight ballooning on landing (because of a gust) the landing was uneventful so I taxied to the parking area, shut the plane down and after cleaning up the plane went and met the tester inside the club house.
It was then that he said the magical words, "Congratulations, you've passed." I must admit it that I was pretty excited about finally getting my private pilots license. There's nothing quite like working away at something over a period of time and then having the satisfaction of reaching the goal.
If you have a goal in life, no matter how crazy, don't give up. I'm sure that you can do it. A few years ago I wouldn't have dreamed of being able to become a pilot, who knows what can happen in a few short years? Just dream big, dream long and don't let anyone put your dream out.
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