Brian Henry
I HAVE A PASSION for flying.
I love airports, airplanes and anything to do with aviation. I’ve flown a dozen different single and twin engine aircraft — including jets. I particularly enjoy the capabilities of my Twin Cessna 421C. It flies high and fast, is pressurized, and for me it’s a hard-working business asset.
However, it’s interesting to note, I became a pilot by accident.
While living in Manhattan, Kiri and I would leave the city every weekend during the summer to get out of the heat and head up to the beautiful area around Woodstock. She’d be working in the garden and I’d be pacing around.
One morning she said, “Look, you need to get a hobby.” So I got in the car and was driving around thinking about what I could do while I was up there every weekend. I saw a sign that said, “Learn To Fly.” So I drove to the airport, which was basically a runway about 2,800 feet long with a bend in it like a boomerang. I went up with the flight instructor (who was a guy about 21 years old). I was terrified. But once I got up there I really felt comfortable. So I signed up for lessons.
Read more: http://www.brianhenry.net/96/flying
I love airports, airplanes and anything to do with aviation. I’ve flown a dozen different single and twin engine aircraft — including jets. I particularly enjoy the capabilities of my Twin Cessna 421C. It flies high and fast, is pressurized, and for me it’s a hard-working business asset.
However, it’s interesting to note, I became a pilot by accident.
While living in Manhattan, Kiri and I would leave the city every weekend during the summer to get out of the heat and head up to the beautiful area around Woodstock. She’d be working in the garden and I’d be pacing around.
One morning she said, “Look, you need to get a hobby.” So I got in the car and was driving around thinking about what I could do while I was up there every weekend. I saw a sign that said, “Learn To Fly.” So I drove to the airport, which was basically a runway about 2,800 feet long with a bend in it like a boomerang. I went up with the flight instructor (who was a guy about 21 years old). I was terrified. But once I got up there I really felt comfortable. So I signed up for lessons.
Read more: http://www.brianhenry.net/96/flying
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