Shut Up Legs
Down Under Member
When I fly now, I can't stop thinking about everything that can go wrong at the airport itself.
For 6.5 years now, I've been working as a software engineer, developing air-traffic control systems.

Kirkwall to Stronsay, Stronsay to Sanday, Sanday to Eday, Eday to Westray, Westray to Papa Westray*, Papa Westray to North Ronaldsay, and North Ronaldsay to Kirkwall.
On a Loganair Islander aircraft.
*the shortest scheduled airline flight in the world.
I love flying -but I know I haven't done it very often for business much (sidenote: I always remember flying from Boston to NYC on business, and the plane doing a beautiful bank over the then twin World Trade Center. Never dreamed I'd not see that sight again).
So why do I love flying? Well first and foremost, usually I associate flying with going to another country -so I'm always excited. And while you can now access online, I still consider flying to be the last holdout of being in a place where no one can bother you (OK flying across the atlantic with 3 small children was challenging), and you have nothing to do except.... sit back and enjoy the show (or movie). I also know you are in the hands of other people -personally, I find it somewhat liberating -I can't do anything about it... so all I can do is sit back and relax. I still think there's a certain novelty for me to see above the clouds and the land below (I can think of flying to the Isle of Man from Birmingham on an early flight and seeing the tops of a power station as it was a really foggy day, really memorable.... or the time I saw Concorde flying below when I was going into Heathrow..... or the fascination in seeing central America for the first time...or flying up the eastern coast of Australia and being amazed at how the beach seemed to stretch on.... or flying into Toronto on a sunny day with the CN tower.... or... I could go on). I'm just in a state of relaxation.
The only downside to flying for me is all the security and check in stuff, but even then I can find time to people watch and have a drink -alcoholic or not. I also appreciate some people have a fear of flying, but fortunately I don't. But I think I'm in the minority actually enjoying it!
View attachment 100130 I'm not frightened by it at all but I loathe the way you get treated with utter contempt at every stage of the ghastly process.
I like flying, especially if it is overcast on the ground. When you fly through the cloudy into the sunshine, its magical. I have done it hundreds of times and still enjoy it.
I was only frighten of flying once. I was in the military and flying back to Brize Norton in a hercules in a particularly bad storm. We were all sat in the cargo nets at the side and getting bounced all over, it was like a fairground ride. A very heavy lightening strike hit us and lit the whole of the Inside of the plane up, as it ran along the wings. I had been on bad flights but this was Extreme. I turned to the guy next to me and his face was ashen. I put my hand on his arm and said " I am so pleased I am sat next to you padre". We both laughed and am sure it helped us both.
I envy you!The only flight that was magic was a flight in a De Havilland Beaver seaplane from Vancouver to Saturna,.
Hate it.
It's the feeling of having absolutely no control, you can't even ask the driver to stop and let you off if you've had enough.
Hate it.
It's the feeling of having absolutely no control.
But on occasion I've been on military transports and they're very different, particularly when they're small or when it's a Chinook and the flight is rough. There's been a few prayers on those occasions.
On the first commercial flight I ever took, it was pre 9/11, and I had just come out of hospital after having chemo, so I got into the cockpit for the landing at Heathrow (yes, really). Flying up the Thames at 8000 feet and passing over central London (you see planes do this all the time) was a sight, especially as the Pilots were pointing things out. This was 1999 and I still remember looking straight down and seeing the London Eye on its side before they errected it!
Sorry to hear about the chemo. One of the best things I did was on a transatlantic flight pre-911 and asking if I could go into the cockpit. I almost didn't ask, but am so glad I did. The aircrew were fantastic (BA London-Boston back then). Could not believe how tiny the cockpit of a 747 is! Made me realize how bad and inaccurate so many films are when they show a cavernous cockpit scene......