First Solo Flight Certificate

March 7th, 2011 was the day when I finally offloaded my instructor and took the skies alone.  Fifteen hours on and I’m still smiling.

A few weeks back when I didn’t get to go Solo, Steve said to me “Don’t worry mate, there are only a few firsts you remember in your life and your first solo is one of them.  Mine was the …  Tell me, can you remember the date the first time you, you know ;-)”.  It was a bloody good point.  He was right, I’ll never forgot this one, thats for sure.

It was also my cousin Adams birthday, he’s flies 767’s across the Atlantic for a living. He being a big reason why I got so fascinated with this flying caper.  Co-indecently, I often call him Big Boy (look at the photo carefully).  In case your  wondering its not because of a certain appendage despite his claims…

Anyway, Wilson checked me out for Solo after we did 6 landings in total, a glide approach, a flapless, a go-around, a runway change and drilling me on every safety procedure I knew of.  He left me feeling confident and excited.  The conditions were near as perfect.  The rest, I’ll leave to the video 🙂