Who do you prefer to learn from... somebody older or younger than you?
Like most of the posters, I don't have a preference based on age. And, I cannot say that my preference is necessarily based on objective measures of experience or competence - the Instructors who appear to be comfortable and relaxed (not lackadaisical) are the ones that earn my trust, and they are the ones I prefer to fly with. Frankly, I look for personality, for better or worse. Having said that, I have noticed that there are a few Instructors (and pilots) who simply act 'old' - they seem to pontificate, and talk about the past, and don't really listen. Flying with them, irrespective of their chronological age, is almost tedious. That isn't a good fit for me.
What were your actual experiences with either/or when taking your initial PPL instruction?
My PPL instructor was a bit younger than me - 30s vs late 40s. But he had an engaging personality, and we quickly found we were both interested in older movies. I cannot count the number of times one or the other of us used a movie quote to explain something. I also sensed immediately that he was a serious (about safety and competence) instructor, and I felt like I learned a lot. But, mainly, flying with him was FUN.
I am now doing my commercial with a woman who is probably 20 years younger than I am (getting harder to find instructors older than me
). And, as with my PPL, and instrument, the fit is based on personality. I am pretty sure I have more hours than she does, but that doesn't make a difference. She knows what she needs to know to help me meet the training performance requirements. She also is comfortable enough to allow me to kid with her. I started flying with her last Fall, to get current again after not flying for almost 10 years. So, I was rusty - not dangerous, but not as good as I was once, and wanted to be again. Early on, we went up to do some pattern work, and landings. And, I noticed with each landing that as we were on short final, she would squirm in her seat just the tinniest bit. Hey, I get it - she didn't know whether I would melt down at the last minute or not. But, I now kid her about it when we are flying and she squirms a bit - 'Hey, we must be on final, you are starting to fidget in your seat. Don't worry, I got this!'
We both laugh. I really like flying with her.