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):