Showing posts with label maroochydore. Show all posts
Showing posts with label maroochydore. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

Life of a Cadet Pilot, Ultimate Jet Flying

* Hi there. Sorry for the lack of updates. Laptop died and was out of action for a month.

80 unforgettable days spent in Maroochydore. I had my first and ultimate jet flying experience. I flew the Learjet45; Ferrari of the skies.

No more flying with nasty instructors who let you make mistakes and then nail you. No more flying the hot and slow propeller plane at low levels. No more flying with ancient dial instruments.

Here in Maroochy, we call the instructors as Captains. They are retired flight captains from reputable airlines with lots of experience. Best of all, they are all patient, passionate in teaching and well-mannered. We fly the 2 crew concept and help each other to achieve safe and satisfactory flights. We fly pressurized and join the big boys in the mile high club up there. Feeling adventurous, we also got up to as high as 45,000ft. At this height close to the edge of the atmosphere, we became astronauts. The curvature of the earth and the pitch black space above can be seen clearly. This sleek jet can even go higher to 51,000ft but regulations prevented us from doing that.











This is the finale of my cadet pilot journey. When I first started my journey more than 2 years ago, I never thought I would get this far. Once again, I would like to thank all the support from my family and friends. Not forgetting the ever patient and great instructors I have had along the way. I had not been a good son for being away from home so many years. I had not been a good friend for ignoring all my hometown friends. I promise I'll make it up to all of you one day.

I will do my conversion training soon. Hopefully will get to fly the B777 sometime next year. But with the economy crisis and recession clouds looming, things aren't looking so bright. I'm keeping my fingers crossed and pray hard. I'm placing my trust on the company to weather through this storm and come out stronger in the future. Hope...I cling onto.

Sunday, July 20, 2008

Have a rod? Go fishing. Have a ball? Go bowling

Here I am, blogging on a lazy sunny Sunday; from Mudjimba, Maroochydore. I just got here 2 weeks ago to start my 3 month advanced jet training. Flying the sleek executive business jet (Learjet 45) is everyone's dream but not all can realise that dream. I'm grateful my dream is a reality now. (Pictures courtesy of KH)



Maroochydore lies about 100km north of Brisbane. In this boring little town, life is very simple. Not particular great for a restless youngster like me. Everyone goes fishing or lawn bowling; but definitely not my cup of tea. Only consolation to my misery is the beach. But then again, the sun sets over the land and not the ocean. Not a great view either.






I stay by the stagnant river. No fish to catch here. But many ducks to feed. Eating out is expensive and I cook most of the time. My dishes are not mouth watering but will definitely improve by the time I leave this place. Nothing much to do indoor except cooking, watching TV, playing DOTA and study up a bit for the next flight. Oh, and there's a big cockpit picture of the jet in my house. That's where I normally sit down with my buddy to practice on our flights.