3 thoughts on “Too Late Gives No Warning

  1. I didn’t know how much I’d enjoy learning to fly until I had lesson for a 70th birthday present. Then I realised it was something I’d always wanted to do! I just hadn’t recognised the signs. Looking back over my life I could see they were there but I hadn’t known what I was seeing. However, although I haven’t yet got my licence I know I can handle an aircraft after 30 or so hours practice. And even if I never get a licence I have the enormous satisfaction of having achieved some part of that goal. And enjoyed doing it. Also, I now have a whole new interest to take me along in my latter years.
    If you even suspect you may want to fly don’t put it off. I couldn’t afford to take lessons until I came into money unexpectedly. But whatever, put that goal on your ‘to do’ list if you have even the slightest interest in it. That said, it goes for anything else in life.

  2. I think that Bud doesn’t realize that not all of us had been lucky enough to spend our youth at an airport. I lived in a large city and had no way to get to the airport as a youth, and by the time I could have gotten there my life had taken me in another direction.

    My father flew in WWII but never flew afterward. He told stories about flying but was convinced that it was very expensive and, in civilian life, a hobby for the rich. So I didn’t get serious about flying until I was in my 50’s and looking at impending retirement. I looked into it at the time and found that I would have to pay about $200/hr where we lived, but if I waited I could expect to pay $112/hr where we were going to live. We had our post-retirement home built, pensions secure, and life looked good, so I told my family that I wanted to learn to fly when I retired.

    The Christmas after retirement one of my kids gave me a certificate for an introductory flight near our home and when I used it I was hooked. My health was good, I could afford it, and I had the time.

    By the time I had 25hrs I knew I wanted a plane, so I convinced my wife what a good investment it could be (she has now forgiven me for that) and we found an old Cherokee that needed a home.

    5 years later I now have a little over 300 hours, my instrument rating, and am having the time of my life.

    I’m glad I waited!

  3. Great article. At 70 years of age, I bought a PA28-140, had it flowned down to my home airport CUH, started lessons the very next day. Passed my third class medical, special issuance, got my Priviate Pilots Lic., and am having a ball flying. I do agree with your article, however, being retired, enable me to fully concentrate on the task at hand. I have been able to fly to Dayton, OH, and Oshkosh . Life is good!

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