I wonder how I've gotten to lesson 17 in my flight training. Although it's been months since I started on the lessons toward my PPL, 17 seems like a big number. And that 17 doesn't include the return trip I did to Raglan with my husband.
You hear people say, "Oh, to be 17 again." Well, here I am hanging on to the number 17 in a way and feeling much the same as I did when I was 17...a bit awkward, lacking in control, and having little self confidence.
So, lesson 17, not a great one really. A 2 month hiatus has not helped my flying. I knew it wouldn't.
The good thing about today's lesson was flying with the new junior instructor, Charlotte. She's very nice and very tolerant. I look forward to flying with her again....