My First Cross-Country

It was a bright sunny morning in Sarasota, Florida, as I headed out on my first solo cross-country fight. I was in a Cessna 152 I had flown many times; my destination was Ft. Myers, and I had flown there several times with my instructor as well. As I neared Ft. Myers, Florida’s unpredictable summer […]
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