I knew he was ready three flights ago, but the weather just hasn’t been cooperating. This morning, it finally did, and so with a light breeze blowing across Runway 34, Scott took to the sky by himself while I watched from the shade of a big corporate hangar. He soloed last summer but hasn’t flown in a long while. In just a few hours he got his groove back and did an excellent job today. Way to go, Scott! I’m looking forward to our first cross-country flight on Friday.
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