Today I made my first solo flight! That's right, no one but me in the helicopter! Before today, a tropical wave developed in the Gulf of Mexico and started bringing rain and wind to the area. With 30% chance of rain in the forecast I drove to KTLH because there was a 70% chance of sun shine. The rain chance increased to 60% starting around 4 PM Eastern, so I knew I had to be done before then. Looking at the radar when I arrived I knew President Bush's "weather machine" was active; rain every where except Panama City and Tallahassee! I could see I had just a few hours worth of flying weather before the bands of rain would over power the "weather machine" and I would be grounded.
Today's session started out with some paper work and getting endorsements in my log book, then pre-flight and run up. The first time you solo, they want the winds to be below 4 knots. The wind was blowing about 7 knots at KTLH and 3 in Quincy. After getting takeoff clearance, my flight instructor and I took off towards Quincy to review the basic flight maneuvers and to be sure I was ready to take the $800 thousand helicopter out on my own without any issues. As we were lifting off, it started to rain slightly, making it difficult to see until we reached 50 knots and the water was driven from the windshield. Once we cleared the airport's perimeter the rain had stopped. I forgot to program the GPS, so I tried to fly by land mark to Quincy but the low clouds and mist made it difficult. I dialed up 2J9 on the GPS and headed the correct way (I wasn't too far off while guessing where to go). We flew threw another brief shower just before we arrived in Quincy and after that rain cell, it was sunny, but windy.
We flew the basic maneuvers, normal approach, normal landing, hovering and normal take off. The wind was around 10 knots with gusts as high as 14. There was the rain cell close by and it looked like it was headed towards the airport. My first solo flight might not happen today. I kept practicing the basic maneuvers, while my flight instructor used his smart phone to view the latest Doppler images of the area. The cell was moving away from the airport, all I needed now was for the wind speed to decrease. I landed and while hovering, I was tasked with moving over into the grass area to practice pick ups and set downs. I would set down, wait a few seconds, then pick up and hover maintaining position, move forward a bit and set down again. Did that for about 15 minutes, then was tasked with hovering in position with a cross wind. I did OK although I kept maneuvering the nose into the wind.
At some point there was a strong gust that sent the helicopter, well not out of control, but not under control very well. I don't know what happened but my body went from average/normal to freak out! So I am trying to bring the helicopter back to a stabilized hover while not crashing or damaging anything (my flight instructor didn't even move close to the controls, so that should have tipped me off that it was not as bad as I felt it was). I manage to bring the helicopter from kinda controlled to mostly controlled and attempted to pass the controls to my flight instructor so I could relax and get my brain dialed back (if I think too much about flying, I fly really poorly. When I just fly and don't think about what needs to happen, flights are smooth and calm). Of course he refused to take the controls, citing the fact that he wouldn't be there to pass the controls off to when I was flying solo. So I kept fighting with the controls while working to calm down and (somehow) managed a mostly stable hover. I set down, turned the control frictions on and settled down. I was ready to fly back to KTLH and solo another day.
About 10 seconds after setting down I was normal again. No idea what caused all that or why it went away so quick. So I picked us up again and was maintaining a steady hover and making 90 degree pedal turns when we did something new. My flight instructor would take the controls and start the helicopter in an abnormal movement, then pass the controls to me and it was my job to recover into a stable hover. We did this about 5 times and I was able to recover each time. I guess he thought my freak out was about me feeling I could not control the helicopter or something. I knew I could fly the helicopter, I don't know why my body freaked out.
We flew a few more patterns and the wind finally calmed down to 4 knots with gusts up to 10 knots. I was asked if I cared about the gusts and I said no. I have flown several times in 10 knot winds with gusts as high as 20. I knew what to expect and mostly how to handle extra wind. So we landed and hovered over near the airport office, set down and brought the engine near idle. It was time! My instructor got out, let me know the helicopter will perform quite different with out his additional weight and that I would not need so much power when maneuvering.
After taking a minute to relax, open the door for some air flow and let my instructor get fully away from the helicopter. I increased throttle to above 80% and let the governor take over bringing the rotors to operating speed. After the blades had stabilized, I began to lift the collective, increase left pedal and move the cyclic slightly to the left. I kept raising the collective until I could feel the helicopter was light on the skids. Making sure all the forces from the increased power were neutralized with control inputs by me, I lifted the collective a little bit more and the right skid lifted off the ground, quickly moving the cyclic to the right and bringing the left skid level I was in my first solo hover! I took a look around to see if anything was near by I needed to avoid, self announce on the radio I was taxiing to the runway and then called I was taking off on the grass runway 14.
Basically everything my instructor has taught me was playing in my head as I moved the cyclic forward, gained speed, pushed the cyclic forward some more when the helicopter wanted to climb to stay about 5-8 feet above the ground and when things felt right (about 40 knots) I eased the cyclic back and started to climb. Every time the helicopter wanted to go faster I held it back at 60 knots to keep climbing, clearing the power lines and trees flying out and turning right when about parallel with the tanks at the waste water plant.
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Here is a picture of the take off path for RWY 14. |
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The Approach path for RWY 14. |
There was other air traffic and some jumpers mixed in. I did what I could to avoid all that I could. I had one plane get into the pattern behind me, so I felt a little rushed to land and clear the runway. I used the time to take a break and practice pick ups and set downs so the other pilots could get to where they wanted go with out delay and to avoid flying near the open parachutes (they are not supposed to cross the concrete runway but I avoided them entirely. Don't want to be on the news as the student helicopter pilot who chopped up some enthusiasts just out to have some fun).
After an hour of flying around I saw my instructor walking towards the field so I landed, set down and idled the engine so he could climb in. After a short break for some cooler air, I returned the blades to operating speed, picked us up into a hover, called the take off and flew back to KTLH. I had some trouble understanding what was wanted while talking to approach, but I figured it out and we landed at the North ramp and shut down. We discussed what I did good at and where I could approve. Next week another flight like this one. In two weeks, I will leave from KTLH alone, fly for about 2 hours and return to KTLH. I will probably just fly to Quincy and do more flights in the patterns.
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