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Life Goes On….

Posted: January 15, 2014 in Adventure, Flying, Life, Nostalgia

Three years of fun, frolick and merry making came to an abrupt end, when 35 pre-cadets from 21st entry were suddenly found “medically unfit” due to systolic heart murmur…what a coincidence…. but life goes on…. fast forward many years, school, marriage, move to the United States, more studies, kids, jobs…… I suddenly realized I had almost forgotten my dream….almost 34 years after the birth of the idea…. I decided to learn to fly….. first solo was bittersweet, long cross country and it was time for the check ride.  The day of the exam, I found out that my examiner, Bob Duncan was popularly known as “flunkun” Duncan…..because he liked to flunk people…GREAT !  Had an uneventful checkride with Bob….on to Instrument Training….six months later, I had my instrument rating….. started flying my first plane – N71774, a Cessna Skylane….flew it for over 330 hours….sweet ride.  Switched to a Piper Lance and after 114 hours, the inevitable happened.  Lost an engine and managed to land on a highway….after a mechanic fixed it, was allowed by the FAA to take off again….from the highway…. so engine failure monkey is off my back.  (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lWNjRjZHShA) Decided that single engines are over rated, so travelled to Arkansas to get my multi engine rating in 2008 and bought my first twin – a beechcraft Baron…what a ride…..

Birth of an Idea….

Posted: January 15, 2014 in Adventure, Flying, Life, Nostalgia, Training

PROLOG: September 5, 1971…..Sargodha Train station…. early morning, Chenab Express train unloading a bunch of very young, aspiring fighter pilots, in the incubation phase…pre-cadets…piled off the train, dumped their luggage into a 3-ton military truck and clamored into waiting blue Air Force buses for the ride to Pakistan Air Force College Sargodha….. a ride of their life time……. to be assigned to their houses or squadrons…. a new beginning … to boldly go where they had not gone before…. a little apprehension, a little fear and a whole lot of excitement at what lay ahead…. yes I wanted to be a pilot ! A fighter pilot ! …but what did that mean….