Slow Summer
The summer was slow. I only flew a few hours in July and August, mainly due to the hot and often stormy weather. I don’t envy the people working on their licenses in the Florida summer (or the CFIs teaching them). I tried to finish my flights by noon, since it’s usually in the 90s (temperature and humidity) by then. That also gets me back before the afternoon thunderstorms arrive. It’s not too uncomfortable at altitude if the plane has air vents you can aim at yourself, but those minutes spent on the ground in the plane, especially one that’s been parked in the sun, are rough.
I found a plane to buy in July. I took possession of it on Sept. 5 and spent the rest of that month getting to know it. (Read about it in the Airplane Hangar.) I also crossed the hundred-hour mark that month.
