The Long Cross Country Flight That Never Was

My flight instructor called last night. “Just wanted to make sure you remembered that you have that cross country tomorrow.”

“Yes, I remember. Am I still on the schedule? Is the plane working?”

“Yes, everything’s good, you’re ready to go in the morning.”

So when I got there this morning and asked for the plane, they told me it was down for maintenance.

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Stupid Wind

I got up at 6:30 this morning, packed a lunch, checked the weather and went to the flight school. I left my lunch. I got to the flight school at about 7:35. When no one was there to even let me in the building by 8:30am, I called my instructor. Who was asleep. And didn’t even apologize. I’m really starting not to like him.

I called the weather briefer. Who told me that the surface winds at Dalhart, TX were predicted to be 25-35 knots about the time I’d arrive. Flight school says I can’t fly if surface winds are over 25 knots. Besides, I’ve never landed with 35 knot gusts, and this probably isn’t the time to try.

I was going to try to do it in the middle of the week, but I’m leaving for Delaware on Tuesday, and when I come back on Thursday, Mom will be here. I don’t want to spend a whole day flying when she’s here to visit, so I’m tentatively on the schedule for Monday the 20th.

I wanted to be done with this. I’m tired of worrying about it.