No low altitude stuff for me. I once took a puddle-jumper flight from (e.g.) Roast Rump, Arkansas to Buttsquat, Alabama, and it was my only occasion of airsickness. Not exactly like being in a cocktail mixer, but...
I actually won a free flying lesson at a fair once. I was 8. I did actually do it. The pilot was very nice and wisely kept control but I learned a lot. Not enough to be the pilot is dead person but enough to realize it is a very precarious form of travel
I went flying once with a colleague in a light plane. Nothing spectacular, just a journey out and back of less than a 100 miles. He let me take the controls, and I was able to keep it level and heading in the right direction well enough. But I was not prepared for the geographic disorientation. You drive around on the ground, seeing things, expecting you would recognize them from the air...and you do. But what I hadn't realized was that driving around only exposes you to maybe 10-20% of what is really there. So, airborne, I had all this unexpected, unrecognizable scenery (buildings, land) staring me in the face, and I was hard pressed to identify things I recognized.
I remember in the 70s we had full meal service with tasty entrees.
Now they charge you for peanuts. Maybe it is time to review those hot air balloon options again
No low altitude stuff for me. I once took a puddle-jumper flight from (e.g.) Roast Rump, Arkansas to Buttsquat, Alabama, and it was my only occasion of airsickness. Not exactly like being in a cocktail mixer, but...
I actually won a free flying lesson at a fair once. I was 8. I did actually do it. The pilot was very nice and wisely kept control but I learned a lot. Not enough to be the pilot is dead person but enough to realize it is a very precarious form of travel
I went flying once with a colleague in a light plane. Nothing spectacular, just a journey out and back of less than a 100 miles. He let me take the controls, and I was able to keep it level and heading in the right direction well enough. But I was not prepared for the geographic disorientation. You drive around on the ground, seeing things, expecting you would recognize them from the air...and you do. But what I hadn't realized was that driving around only exposes you to maybe 10-20% of what is really there. So, airborne, I had all this unexpected, unrecognizable scenery (buildings, land) staring me in the face, and I was hard pressed to identify things I recognized.