There are days when you just have to laugh at yourself. Today was one of those days.
Perhaps it's the edges of this cold hanging on or the 2 week gap since my last flight, but I was having an "off" flying day. Feeling a bit fuzzy around the edges and not altogether awesome. That said, I did do a spectacularly perfect level medium turn...
Circuits are the bane of most student pilot's existence for some time and I can see why. You're doing the same loop over and over and over again. Doug, my instructor, said circuits made him lose the will to live (figuratively, obviously). I am not at this point yet - circuits still seem reasonable and I was happy with my progress in the circuit today...
The bane of my existence is taxiing. And the highlight (or lowlight, depending on how you look at things) of today's lesson was a taxiing incident. An incident that was not dramatic or scary, but just embarrassing. Today I taxied off the side of the runway into the soft, wet grass. I had to shut down the plane, at approximately the midpoint of the runway, and get out and push it back onto the seal. Not only did I push, Doug pushed, and two of the engineers from a nearby hangar came out to help us too...I wasn't so stuck that I needed all of us, but I guess it's good to know the help is there if I ever am.
As we got back into the plane and started everything back up as quickly as possible so as to remove ourselves from smack-dab in the middle of the runway, Doug and I were laughing. There wasn't really anything else to do - no one was hurt, the plane wasn't broken, and there were no impending landings. I suppressed a giggle as I made my radio call and proceeded to taxi in a perfectly straight line down to the turning bay...
So today I made a mistake. I took responsibility for it and tried to learn from it. And I laughed...
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