Yesterday I again had a flying lesson in a Cessna 150. With almost clear skies the weather was excellent. After flying to Eindhoven and making some touch and go’s, the instructor asked me if I wanted to fly alone. So I did. It was first solo flight, so it’s kinda strange when the instructor just get out and you have to do everything by yourself.

After 2 nice landings, the instructor came to me put a tie around my neck and cuts it of as part of the ritual. The part cut off now hangs in the restaurant at the airport.