For most women, flying a spoonful of rice cereal into their baby's mouth is the closest they will ever get to piloting a plane. Well, I guess I'm not most women.
I married into a family of pilots. My husband's eldest brother holds a Commercial Pilot's License (CPL) and a helicopter license, his middle brother is a Licensed Aircraft Mechanical Engineer and holds a Private Pilot's License (PPL), and his dad is an ex-PPL who now holds a Microlight License with an "ATO" status instructor rating. My husband also holds a Microlight License with an instructor rating and he's a current PPL student.
At some early point in our relationship, I went flying with my husband and thought it didn't seem that difficult. Perhaps it was then that I made up my mind about someday holding my own pilot's license despite knowing that none of the other women in the family had one. Now a couple of years on from that first flight, I'm finally motivated towards getting my PPL.
I intend for this blog to be a loose representation of my journey from normal mum to Angelina Jolie status (she's a PPL if you didn't know). I hope you'll read along and comment...encouragement, criticism, links to your own woman in aviation blogs or websites; it's all welcome here!
PS - If you really want it, that choice airplane spoon and matching runway bib with LED landing lights is available here.
Yay Angelle! This is awesome. My ex has just completed his PPL in the UK and Canada and he loves it!
ReplyDeleteThanks Kate! It's a lot of fun. Good luck with your weight loss, I'm reading you too :)
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