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Richard Bach, A short story in "Air Facts" (1965) and reprinted in "A Gift Of Wings (1975).
A story about a flight school that didn't care about how long it took a student to learn, that the student would start with building their own gliders, overhaul their own engines, and then go on to learning about the whole regimen of flight. And, as Drake (the chief flight instructor noted) the students would NEVER get their "licenses" from his school, but only the knowledge that pilots that knew from the basics on up how to fly airplanes.
Fast forward.
Suppose, just suppose that there is a senior flight instructor today that believes in this tale. That perhaps there might be this magical school that turns out pilots rather than airplane guiders.
Suppose this instructor started this school that would take three students per summer. Two of which could pay more than their share in a 4-place airplane that wasn't fitted with more than the basic navigation instruments and not the "glass cockpit'. And suppose that "more than their share" was for a student that couldn't afford a nickel to fly, but wanted it more than anything else in the world.
Suppose that the 40 hours of instruction were punctuated by a "final exam" that went from California to Oshkosh for their "long cross country". And that they spent a week immersed in what is aviation's finest exhibition.
Just suppose that such a School for Perfection were possible today.
Comments appreciated. Because I'm considering it strongly for next year.
A story about a flight school that didn't care about how long it took a student to learn, that the student would start with building their own gliders, overhaul their own engines, and then go on to learning about the whole regimen of flight. And, as Drake (the chief flight instructor noted) the students would NEVER get their "licenses" from his school, but only the knowledge that pilots that knew from the basics on up how to fly airplanes.
Fast forward.
Suppose, just suppose that there is a senior flight instructor today that believes in this tale. That perhaps there might be this magical school that turns out pilots rather than airplane guiders.
Suppose this instructor started this school that would take three students per summer. Two of which could pay more than their share in a 4-place airplane that wasn't fitted with more than the basic navigation instruments and not the "glass cockpit'. And suppose that "more than their share" was for a student that couldn't afford a nickel to fly, but wanted it more than anything else in the world.
Suppose that the 40 hours of instruction were punctuated by a "final exam" that went from California to Oshkosh for their "long cross country". And that they spent a week immersed in what is aviation's finest exhibition.
Just suppose that such a School for Perfection were possible today.
Comments appreciated. Because I'm considering it strongly for next year.