Wow, I went thru my first stall.  Mats told me to slow down the plane, put down flaps, and then pull the power back, and try to hold  altitude. As I started pulling back on the yoke, I knew we were going to fall down.  I was waiting for my death as the stall horn started screaming.  My heart started to pump up fast!  Suddenly it happened.  The plane started falling forward…

I don’t like roller coasters at all, and this felt exactly like that. Even worse is there is nothing below our feet towards the ground that will hold us.

I think this was Mats’s way of giving a taste of stall to new students.  He told me to clean up the plane and we go back.  I think we’ll practice more stalls in coming weeks, which means I need to get over my fear of stalls…

This is how stall looks (not me):