
I can't tell you where these picscame from, but this past week I went on my area solo. There
The sky was the clearest I've ever seen it, and the leaves are at their max neontisity - it was amazing. When I got back to base the winds were pretty strong and the pattern was packed with other aircraft, I had to break out twice because I didn't have enough spacing to land behind the guy in front of me. Once when I returned to the "starting point" at a high altitude I heard someone else say they were breaking out right below me, meaning he would be climbing to my current position. Surprisingly I didn't freak out, made a call to alert them of my position, they didnt' see me, but I found them and the the controller directed me to follow him in to re-enter. Its not much of a story, but it was exciting and as we made the spiraling decent back into the pattern I started humming the Top Gun attack music and made machine gun noises as I trailed behind him.That was definitely the highlight of the past couple weeks (except for last weekend) because I hooked my mid-phase checkride a week ago. Its not really a BIG deal but its hard to shake that failure feeling, and if you don't get a hold of it quick things can easily snowball here and before you know it you're in over your head. The general mood in the flight was really low this week, as a lot of people were hooking checkrides and the ride prior to the check. We also had a guy drop out, he decided this wasn't the life he wanted. One of the nicer IPs reassured us that this is one of the ruffest parts of UPT. It is definitely an emotional roller coaster that gets you thinking about where you place your self worth. I've always wished less people would worry about failure, you should go all out and if its not enough, thats ok, there's nothing to be ashamed of. That definitely tastes different saying it to yourself. This week I think 4 of us will be soloing at once, we might have to go to an alternate channel and make rediculous radio calls. Can't wait for thanksgiving.



