Yeah, I don't see my husband ever flying with me. Maybe, but very doubtful. Got him to go up with me and my instructor once, but think that's as good as it's going to get. The good news is that he doesn't give me a hard time about flying anymore and seemed genuinely happy for me yesterday.
That's awesome news.
Guys, guys, guys... come on. It's like you don't even know me at all. :/ All because I've been too exhausted post-checkride to write up the experience, doesn't mean I didn't immediately beeline to the nearest bar the second I was back groundside... geez. Although I will admit, out of respect, I held off on my first beer until my CFI could join me about an hour later. Also, I didn't trust myself not to get tanked before he could make it there.
In the meantime, I pounded a really large, greasy plate of... God, I don't even remember... I know there was bacon involved. It was all kind of a blur. I hadn't eaten since the night before. I sat there scarfing my food down in a way that I can only imagine wasn't very ladylike (
the bar coincidentally cleared out) and flurry-texted everyone I could think of the good news... because, well, pilots love nothing more than announcing to all that they are pilots and I didn't want to waste a second getting on that. Eventually one of my texts was from my CFI saying he was there. My first beer lasted about 2.3 seconds. I think my instructor made some kind of comment about how fast I drank it, but I didn't really take it in because I was already getting busy on my second one.
Hahahahaha that's such a universal thing it's always funny to read and remember when we all did it too.
I'm going to toss my opinion in the ring that you head out sometime for a really long trip. Beyond the standard 250nm circuit that everyone's doing in the area for their Commercials or whatever even. Those really long flights that last a whole day and you either get there or you don't because you got weathered into some Podunk place you otherwise never would have given a second thought, relate some of the best memories and the best weather flying training you can get before the Instrument rating, and frankly, they help you realize when you do get the instrument that the weather decisions just got harder, not easier.
Plus the planning and anticipation and goal-oriented nature (as long as you always say you'll just land and wait it out if Mother Nature's plan for the weather doesn't match the forecaster's guesses, even if it means sleeping on a beat up old FBO couch somewhere or cooling your heels for four or five hours at some crop duster strip in north Texas while the haze lifts and burns off, makes for a great way to feel like there's a goal in mind again.
Just give yourself plenty of wiggle room on the schedule to alleviate get-home-itis, and don't paint yourself into a corner with work obligations or something similar. Get folks used to the whole, "If I can't make it back, I'm on the ground and safe and I'll call you and let you know and I'll see you the next day, or even another day later..." idea now. (It might take your husband a while to get it. Ramp it up slowly, but make sure he knows it's a possibility on a longer trip. An alive pilot in a hotel room a few hundred miles away is better than a dead one who made it to a few miles from home.)
Seeing certain things from the air is totally amazing. I highly recommend the desert southwest. The route from ABQ to Las Vegas is stellar for scenery for example.
Set out for points unknown far away. It's really a lot of fun and teaches the positives and limitations of both you and the airplane. You get to practice all of those cross country planning and flying skills and see new stuff and all that. Sometimes you find things you'd never expect.
That GoFlyAmerica thing was nifty, but gone for now, but it got me to look at nearby airports and notice that nobody had landed at a Podunk little field in Calhan, CO. Dirt strip so a lot of renters can't, for club reasons about unimproved airfields and what not, but I could. So I looked at the AFD and started planning and saw, "AstroTurf" listed as part of the runway environment.
What?! AstroTurf?!
Sure enough. A small portion of the runway is covered in AstroTurf. I had to go see this in person so I hopped in the 182 and headed over to take a low look at the condition of the dirt ( not great ) and obstacles ( also not great but doable ) and landed and rolled out to the end with the plastic green stuff. Took a photo or two for GFA and myself and had a ball seeing and using a partial AstroTurf runway.
All sorts of interesting stuff like that out there to find and see.
Some stuff you'll never forget. Breaking down at your first remote airport, massive runways with not a soul around anywhere and a key for a courtesy car hanging on the wall, big city feeder airports that treat everyone like kings and queens complete with red carpet even if they show up in a tiny two seater and can only buy a paltry small tank of fuel in gratitude, horrible food in airport vending machines, great food you'd think the grillmaster was a Michelin rated chef to make at a lowly airport diner (I once had to deviate in Texas and ended up at some airport I don't even remember that just happened to have the town's best and only Chinese restaurant in the terminal building -- that was weird and unexpected and damned convenient since my wife was with me and hungry!)....
Just all sorts of stuff. Not to mention the nutty menagerie of self serve fuel pumps you'll have to figure out. Haha.
Two things. If you head west, learn how to use tiedown chains properly before you come, carry some tiedown ropes in the airplane on any long trip, sometimes they're just non-existent, and try to pick airports with some services at first, it's just a little easier if there's a front desk person and a courtesy car, and a hint on where to go for a decent meal in town. Save the middle of nowhere no services airports for later. You'll end up at one due to a weather divert sooner or later, but no reason to hurry that one along!
Also with airport security having changed a bit since I started flying I recommend finding out how to get back to the plane both during and after business hours if you're prone to flying at night. We all used to just hop the airport fence if we got back late from dinner, but these days you might have some flat-top with a sidearm lighting you up with a spotlight in Podunk America somewhere doing that.
That's all I can think of. Trip. Long trip. Plan it extensively (you'll over plan it, that's fine. You figure it out as you do it more that you don't need to...) and head out.
It's a blast. Even when something comes up that sucks lik a breakdown and a car rental and leaving the airplane for a week to get parts and fix it...honestly, it's not as bad as it sounds!