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.
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.
See that is the part that would mess with me. I have mad respect for the ww1 and ww2 pilots.