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@rangerdanger1396
This blog will make you feel at peace
Canadian Rockies by Ravi Nori
Open minded
I have recently noticed a bad trend. I was at work today and several of us were discussing a co-worker who was recently terminated. I have noticed how willingly we talk bad about people when there not around to defend themselves. Out of the blue, one of my coworkers that I was talking with claimed that the coworker that had been terminated was a Muslim. My point is, Why is this a bad thing? Why is this suddenly an insult? Why are people claiming that people they don't like and don't even really know are Muslim? What is wrong with being Muslim? Is this the Cold War? Are we really going back to the era where everyone claimed that other people were Communist? Is this really the direction we want to go as a country and society? I know the man that was terminated very well and we have had lots of religious oriented conversations and he is definitely not Muslim. How can Christians, the group that claims to be so tolerant, loving, and accepting go around putting false and unfounded accusations on people? My other point is that even if he was Muslim, how does it affect you? It doesn't. It's not a problem, and it is most defiantly not your problem. You have the right to believe in whatever you want(welcome to America), but I don't think you have the right to tell other people that what they think is wrong based on a really old book that you read. I respect everyone's religion, but I think that you need to keep your bigoted opinions to yourself unless you are prepared to have an open minded conversation about it.
I swear…we think we’re so funny… 🙄
…and she’s gone
Another victim of the Void.
I love her facial expression right before she slips through lol. she just pauses and is like “welp, here I go, goodbye world”
I woke my bf up by cackling for WAY too long over this
Oil change day
pretty hoss
A golden crown on the Queen of the skies. The @lufthansa 747-8 looking regal, with the help of that @geaviation engine! #LufthansabyLaird #windowseatwednesday
Fall is in the air, but I’m still holding out for a few more days of alpine bliss.
walking the baby through the neighborhood for the first time
Places I’d rather be / things I’d rather be doing
North American B-25 Mitchell bomber flanked by a pair of North American P-51 Mustangs.
walking the baby through the neighborhood for the first time
Places I’d rather be / things I’d rather be doing
Private Pilot Check Ride ✓
I am usually not a morning person, at all, but on the morning of my check ride I was up after my first alarm. It usually have to set at least 10 alarms (and press snooze around 25 times) before I can even begin to face the day, but today was a special day. I was up and ready before the sun even began to rise. As I arrived at the airport the sun peaked over the horizon and lit up a clear blue sky. I knew it was going to be a perfect day.
I started my check ride at eight thirty sharp. I wasn’t nervous like I was the previous time, but more anxious to get it over with. I had spent months repeating lessons and canceling due to weather, and this could be the day I finally end all the stress. The oral portion of the check ride was kept short. I was only asked the questions I had missed the previous time, and to a great extent at that. After finishing the oral, I was pumped up. The hardest part for me was over. The flight I could handle; I knew what I was capable of and what I was expected to do.
I took my time to complete my pre-flight. I double checked everything on the checklist. The last thing I needed was to miss something and have to discontinue my check ride, again. A small ping of nervousness settled in my stomach as I saw the examiner walking towards the plane, but I quickly pushed it away. Nothing was going to get in my way of finishing off my check ride strong. We both hopped in the plane, ran through the rest of the checklist, got the current ATIS, did our run-up, and got a taxi clearance from ATC. I was given a taxi clearance to runway 31 and the examiner informed me that we would be flying southbound. Great. Two things I was not very familiar with: runway 31 and the practice area located south of the airport. Although a little discouraged, I kept my head high and taxied over to the runway.
My takeoff went smoothly and I got out to the practice area with no issues. We climbed up to 3,000 feet and started with slow flight and then took it straight to a power off stall. Following that was a power on stall and steep turns- all which went remarkably well. I was then instructed to climb up to 4,500 feet while under the hood. Once at 4,500 feet, I did some simulated instrument work followed by unusual attitudes. To finish off in the practice area I did a simulated emergency descent down to 2,000 feet to do turns around a point. I was able to get into the pattern and execute my first touch and go perfectly. The examiner turned to me during the next pattern and said (while laughing) that I should have made my first touch and go a little less perfect, because now he was expecting two more beautiful landings. The rest of my time in the pattern was hectic. After every touch and go, ATC switched me to the opposite side of the pattern. I was worried I would become too distracted and enter right traffic instead of left traffic, or left instead of right, but there were no issues. Oh, and don’t worry, my next two landings were beautiful.
During the taxi off of runway 31, the examiner looked at me with a big smile on his face and said, “well, if you can get us back to the ramp without killing us, then I’d call it a pass!” I was beaming from ear to ear. I had finally done it. After two years and eight months, I was finally able to hold the piece of paper that officially stated I was a licensed pilot.
It was a bit ironic that I received my pilot’s license on good old April Fool’s Day. After years of struggle, stress, and tears from delays, cancellations, and discouraging words, I finally was able to get through it all, on the day of April 1st. Although it falls on a day full of jokes, nothing will ever ruin the fact that it was the day my dreams came true.
Wow, I can’t believe it’s already been a year. It’s amazing how much things have changed since this day. Although this was one of the happiest days of my life, reading this post again made me incredibly sad. It has officially been a year since I have been at the controls of an aircraft. It has been a year since I had to stop doing the one thing I was passionate about. They say that after your first flight, you will be addicted to flying. What they don’t tell you is that you will struggle to find the money to follow your dreams, and struggle with anxiety and depression for two years while you do everything you can to keep your dream alive. My aviation career has been the most amazing, difficult, stressful and wonderful thing I’ve ever been through. I miss flying every day, but have hope that my future financial situations and career give me the opportunity to be behind the controls again 💙✈️
Always remember to release the parking brake when towing.
this cow gonna steal its OWN hay
You guys, whoever chose the soundtrack is nearly as much of a hero as this cow