Well it turns out that Val was right.....I PASSED!
The checkride itself does have a little bit of a story to it though. On Wednesday I got an email from our local examiner saying that he had come down with the flu and all of his current obligations were up in the air until further notice. I was scheduled to take my check ride at 9:00am on Saturday November 13. On Friday November 12 my instructor/husband called the examiner to touch base while I was at a rowing club meeting. When I got home I was told no joy as the examiner still had a fever and sounded awful. I was disappointed but mostly was just glad to know either way so I knew how I could spend my Friday night (aka studying or staying up late etc). It actually turns out that while I stayed up late, ancestry.com isn't exactly too crazy of a way to spend one's Friday night
I got up early enough to go to breakfast with our local Commemorative Air Force group at the local greasy spoon. Tony (husband) and I were planning on flying (powered) up to Kansas City from Wichita to have dinner at a friends house as a thank you to all the people who donated to friend Shawn's bike ride for MS that evening. Before packing one of Tony's recent glider students (he converted one of our younger tow pilots and is working with him to get his commercial glider add on) had been signed off for solo but Tony had forgotten to give him his tow plane endorsement and Bruce, the student, was planning on doing some (ended up being 11+) solo flights that day. So we headed off to the gliderport and got him set up and we ran wings and relayed until at 10:45 while waiting for him to land Tony and I agreed that at 11am we would let Bruce know we needed to head out so we could pack and fly up to Kansas City.
Guess who called at 11am? The examiner had woken up without a temperature, and while he still really did not have his voice back asked if I still wanted to do my checkride today and if 1pm would be ok. Tony and I both agreed that it was worth being late to KC to get my checkride done and out of the way.
This is the point in the story when I went into scurry mode. While I was out at the gliderport I was neither mentally or physically prepared to take my checkride. I had to dash home, while leaving Tony at the gliderport to pack for our trip as we would head straight to the airport from the gliderport. The main reason for my dashing home though was b/c I had to get my log book and etc that I would need for the check ride. Mentally I had already given up on the idea of taking my check ride that day so I had to get myself focused into "pilot mode". But in pilot mode while I was mostly excited I was also a bit more nervous than I normally would have been. Of my 39+ some glider flights only 2 outings have been made while there has been a North wind in Wichita. 98% of the time the wind is out of the South. Of course on the day of my now checkride guess what the wind is....North-Northwest, though varying towards the west cross-wind. Lovely.
Part of my nerves for a Northwind is that the gliderport is a dual 2,500 ft grass run-ways field (with a future 5,000ft runway that has been graded and will be seeded for next year). It isn't the easiest field to see from the air as it is surrounded by farm property of fields and farm outbuildings. I have my landmarks on the south side of the field down pat but the last time I flew from the North I had a hard time finding the field at first. I must say that the 5,000ft graded black dirt future runway was a great visual aid to help me find the runway from the North. The biggest reason for the nerves though was for my spot/precision landing as on the South side of the field there really are zero landmarks. I ended up using a line of trees as my touch down point/stopping point that was 200 ft before the cones. When landing to the south (starting on the North end) there is a manufactured house, 2 hangars, plus 2 sheds so lots of visual ques to help set myself up to make the cones.
So I beat the examiner back to the glider port and was full of excited energy....I eventually resorted to doing jumping squats
to try and burn some of it off. I have always been one of those people where the waiting anticipation is always worse than the actual event that is being awaited.
Once Charles the examiner showed up it was clear that this was going to be Wichita Gliderport's first check ride via pantomime! I knew I should have included Pictionary and Charades as a part of my check ride prep
He had prepared a list of what he wanted me to accomplish on each of the 3 flights #1 tow to 3,000 ft, box the wake and the majority of the flying skills; #2 Rope Break; #3 Slack line, what flying skills I could not get through on flight # 1 and then no airbrake/spoiler landing. He communicated mostly through pointing and gesturing and only spoke rarely when absolutely necessary like when taking the controls to do the slackline.
While we attached the list of things to be done for each flight on the dash I was a little worried about being able to remember what all I needed to do. I did a pre-flight of the glider talking through everything that I was doing/looking for and then we got ready to take-off. It actually was kind of nice to have a nearly mute examiner on some levels. I was a bit worried how to both appear to be as pilot in command of the glider and make my own decisions while at the same time having to meet the examiners list of requirements/looking for him for guidance as to when to perform what task and in what order etc. Tony had a powered student who passed his check ride, but afterwards the examiner stated that the student should have been more assertive. I know that my personality naturally is to look towards one of higher authority than myself for guidance to please them even though I know exactly what "I" would do if I did not have to take direction from them.
Turned out not to be a problem. Once I was in the cockpit and in control I pretended that there was no one in the backseat and just talked my way through everything. Check list (CBSIFTCB) no problem, hook up (Big Ring for the SGS 233), level the wing and off we went. Now just to follow the 3-flight checklist right? Not so easy, I found that at 300 ft the examiner pulled the release to simulate the rope break (even though it was not on the list until flight #2, "talk about false advertisement"
). It caught me by surprise as a true rope break would and I was able to get my nose down, make the right-hand turn towards the alternate runway and then landed downwind on the runway that I took off from. Yes I did turn downwind rather than into the wind b/c I had the alternate runway in sight and the wind would help me drift towards the alternate runway even if it was not into the wind and drifting me away from the original runway. After completing my turn away from the towplane I saw that I had enough altitude to make it back to my initial runway so I did. It like all of my landings that day was a bit on the fast side but once stopped I got a rare word of "good job" from the examiner.
The 2nd flight went pretty much exactly accordingly to plan (even if it was flight #1 plan per the sheet). We took-off, I established my crab angle behind the towplane, once we were at 1000ft agl then I boxed the wake and even held position through the towplane's turn. The examiner then took the controls and did one heck of a slackline. I nearly could not see the towplane he brought us up so high and down so fast to put slack in the rope. I was expecting this though as the examiner has a tendancy for getting rope breaks on slacklines since he put mondo ones in the line (ask Summer). I yawed away from the loop while it was growing and then neutralized the rudder as it was slowing down, pointed towards the towplane and gave a slight downward pitch and did not experience too big of a jerk and the rope held (Just like Gary taught us at Air Sailing @ the Seminar). I ended up releasing before we got to 3000ft agl as planed as the clouds started to look a bit too close. The forecast was for few clouds at 2700 agl and we we not able to get around them so I released when I thought I needed to to stay 500 ft below them.
The rest of the flight was stalls: straight ahead, air brake, turning right and left with airbrake, then 360 turns to the right and left @ best L/D with medium bank. Then steep bank 720 degree turn, then shallow turns at min sink ~ 42 mph to the right and left for 360 degrees. I did repeat this one for the right hand turn as I sped up a bit over 42 mph closer to 50 mph so I repeated this. In part as I caught the edge of a thermal that was trying to spit me out. In fact on most of my turns I was able to hit thermals and climb a bit (just 200 to 400 up not like the big thermals from Reno) but not too shabby for a Kansas day in November. Even though I released a bit earlier I was able to stay up long enough to get through all of the required maneuvers with altitude to spare thanks to those few thermals. I played around with some extra slips to loose some altitude and then set up myself for entry into the pattern. I lined up pretty well with 1/2 airbrakes but on final was feeling like I was coming in a bit short of my landing spot so I closed them (likely too much) and of course picked up speed. I let the glider float to try and burn some of it off but I was a bit fast on touch down though I was able to get stopped with room to spare by using the wheel brake and letting the nose come down onto the skid when it was ready (aka I did not fight to hold it up).
For the third flight Charles decided to shorten it as we had already done the maneuvers so instead of a 2000 ft tow he had me take a 1000 ft pattern tow. The tow went well and then I got myself set up for a no air brake/spoiler approach. For some reason I have always felt more comfortable doing these than spot landings as I know that I only have to make it onto the field at some point. Which I did though I worried for a little while as I was letting it float to kill off some energy that I was letting it go too long. Once I touched down, even though at half way I was well passed where I usually touch down I still had plenty of runway left and should have let it float a little longer so I could have touched down a tad slower. Oh well, something for me to work on as the examiner thought that it was good enough to pass me.
As an email of check ride advice that Tony sent me said "You do not need to be a perfect pilot. You just have to show that you are a competent pilot" and I feel that I was able to do that. After all a pilot's certificate is actually just a license to learn (too cheesy?). Mostly though, I am glad that I was able to get it in before the weather put an end to things so I did not have to have it sitting over my head all winter. Now I can relax and enjoy my new certificate. Tomorrow in fact I am hoping (if the weather behaves and I can lasso a tow pilot) to fly my very own glider that had been waiting patiently for me in the hangar letting others fly her so as not to get too dusty. I am a bit nervous for this but am also very excited to introduce myself to her and experience my first flight in a single seater. I guess that this concludes this thread, thank you all for reading and encouraging me through out my training!
Leah Condon
(I have a 1964 Cherokee II that I got as a wedding present from Tony to match his 1965 Cherokee II).