Supervised pilot in command (SPIC) flights are where you do
the whole flight yourself but you’re in the cockpit with a different instructor
than your own; I found these invaluable as everyone has little methods that are
different and I found I learnt a lot from flying with new people. It’s always
great to mix up the routine a bit. My first SPIC flight I was asked what I
wanted to practice and I said “crosswind landings”. My wind limit was 7 knots
crosswind and 10 total, Lee had been saying all along that I could handle more
but I didn't want to go ahead and increase it until I felt confident I’d be
able to do it by myself on a solo and so wanted more practice. After a SPIC
doing touch-and-goes at Coolidge airport (smaller runway than Falcon and
uncontrolled) I finally went and got endorsed for 10 knots crosswind and 15
knots total, more than most students at this stage so I was happy J

I was on my second touch-and-go and was in the crosswind
turning downwind when I heard/and felt a loud BANG. My instinct was that the
glider tow cable had just been released as that’s kind of what it felt like…however
I'm in a PA28 not a glider. The instructor instantly took control and requested
landing immediately as we’d just hit a bird. Deer Valley ATC was great and
offered assistance and gave priority landing. The worry my instructor had was
that the undercarriage would be damaged so he took control to land as gently as
possible, I think he also thought I might be worried as he kept asking me if I
was okay (though I wasn't really worried). On the ground we inspected the plane
and there was no trace of anything having hit us, which was incredibly lucky so
off we went again (the instructor still had to file a bird strike report on the
ground). We took the scenic route back over the mountainous NE terrain to
Falcon Field. It was a good flight.
On Memorial Day everyone was given a day off as it’s a
national holiday here, we went tubing down Salt Lake river, which is a really
lazy day. You hire a big rubber ring and float down the river, it was nice as
rarely do the member of my course actually get a day off together. It was going
great until we hit some rapids and I fell out of my tube, some other kid nicked
it and I had to swim to shore and wait to be rescued L Two of my lads walked back
for me and one of the tubing employees gave me a deflated tube to give back to
the hire shop so I wouldn't get charged the ‘lost tube’ fee. All in all it was
a fun day and we’d like to do it again where we make it down the whole river.
*A squawk code is the 4 digit number on the transponder so you can be recognised, normally we just 'squawk' VFR which is 1200.
*A squawk code is the 4 digit number on the transponder so you can be recognised, normally we just 'squawk' VFR which is 1200.
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