I'm fortunate my wife wanted to learn to fly when I decided it was time for me to learn. We shared (and truly understood) the emotional highs and lows experienced by each other during our three-month journey to the private certificate.rnJuly 5 of 2004 was very foggy. Our instructors were bored, so they called us to see if we wanted to do some actual IMC. We jumped at the chance. At this point I was six weeks into my training, I'd soloed and done one cross-country, but I didn't know what an approach was. The forecast was 800 overcast for the day, so all was good for an ILS return.
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