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What happens?

written by Julie R. Neidlinger      0 comments      link this post     


This morning, final landing of the session was power-off.

The instructor reached over, pulled the throttle when I was on the downwind, almost abeam the touch-down point, and said, "What happens when we do this?"

In professional reality, I somewhat calmly followed his directions to maintain 75 for the glide slope.

"Do I lower flaps?" I asked.

"Let's see if we'll make the runway, first."

I turned base, then final, then flaps, then "landed" as per my usual technique, and that was that.

However.

In my head, the answer to that question, followed by the throttle getting pulled, is considerably different than the above narrative may indicate.

"What happens when we do this?" Hmm. Let's look at the options:
  1. I crap my pants.*
  2. My stomach leaps into my mouth, which makes for a confusing digestive existence.
  3. I all but eat my lips off in nervous chewing, which explains my Chapstick fetish.
  4. I frantically wish I were on the ground doing something innocuous like origami.
  5. I want to yell something like "quit messing with the throttle!" just as if someone had reached over and tried to change the radio station when I'm driving.
  6. Several smart replies linger at the tip of my tongue but I swallow them because I'm paying to learn this.

And oh, yes: Fly the plane.




* I would never do this. I have personal standards which will not allow it.

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