I've had a passion for flying for as long as I can remember. I remember as a youngster dreaming of flying........like a bird. And, this type of dream occurred a number of time. It just seemed to be one of those thrill rides that I could not do without. I had an opportunity to fly on a commercial flight a time or two during my childhood but never got the chance to go in a private plane.
It wasn't till later in life that I got an opportunity to learn to fly. I was in my early thirties at the time and was finally in a financial position to do this. I could not wait to get started.
It took several months to get my private pilots license. Much of this was in the summer months, and, in South Arkansas, it get plenty hot and humid during this time. If you need air conditioning and just can't take the heat, then this would be rough. It get's hot in those small planes and AC is not one of the luxury's a trainer plane can handle. At least not when I trained. That didn't matter though as I just loved to fly. The heat was not a problem in my mind!
About as soon as I got my license I bought my first plane. A Cessna 172. Now, for those of you not familiar with planes, this is a high wing four seater which is capable of maybe 140 MPH. Believe me that's slow by airplane standards but it's fast enough to get around in the air plus you make better time than driving.
Fly my first plane was.......shall I say.......Exciting!......at the very least. I welcomed the opportunity to take most anyone up who wanted to fly.