Another student and I were working on our instrument and so with our instructor we took off and shot a bunch of approaches between MIC and Oshkosh. We were in a 172. The other student went first, so I was sitting in back. When we got into the clouds I got a terrible case of claustrophobia. All I could see were these two big backs of the instructor and the other student and nothing but soup in front of us. Peer pressure won out over the claustrophobia. I was the only female and didn’t want to be made fun of for wanting to go back. So, if I looked out the side, I could still see the ground, that helped a lot. Then when I couldn’t see the ground anymore, I spotted an avionics manual and started reading that. Pretty dry reading. Later I confessed and they actually admired me for exercising my will over my psychosis.
Filets ready for the freezer.
Someone just posted a video on Facebook of an unmanned plane taking off. It reminded me about the time I did something similar. Luckily, my plane didn’t make a solo without me. Our flight school, Crystal Skyways, had removed all the handbrakes out of the Cessna152s and 172s. One day I was in a 152 sitting at the end of the runway waiting for clearance to take off when I noticed that the oil door was open. This plane was a bear to start and I really didn’t want to shut it down. Ugh. So, I actually jumped out, ran around the backside of the plane, slammed the oil door shut and got back in the plane. I’m sure the tower was watching and wondering what that crazy lady was doing. I think I’ve admitted this to at least one other person. Now it’s the first story I’ve posted on my blog.
This was taken about 50 miles from the mountain, just outside of Talkeetna, Alaska, with an iPhone.
The phone has been ringing off the hook, if it had a hook. I’ve gone from broke to being overwhelmed by the amount of business coming in at a pace that I can see will be a challenge to handle, very soon.
The big problem is recruiting dependable workers who appreciate having a job and aren’t giving me a bunch of conditions. My new assistant now tells me that she must be done each day at 3 to pick up her children from school. They live a block from school one of them is 9 and the other is 7. It’s not like they’re babies and it’s only a block.
This girl shows a lot of initiative and we get along fairly well. She also wants a two week vacation at the end of April. I don’t have a clue as to how to deal with it. I guess I just keep interviewing people and look for someone who won’t come to me with a bunch of conditions. This job could work into full time and make money for everyone.
Just thinking outloud. Staffing is my biggest problem right now. I need advice and possibly some training in management skills. That is all