The preparation for the XC started weeks ago. The first step was to meet with my instructor and discuss what he expected from my planning. The second step was to plot my course, and draw it on my sectional map. We were heading from KCRQ to L36, and I would be using a series of airports as my checkpoints along the way.
Once I had my course planned, my checkpoints chosen, and the weight and balance done, there really wasn't much more that I could do without having weather information, so I waited. I woke up early the morning of the cross country and tried to finish my planning before leaving for my lesson. I got the weather information, and with it, calculated for wind correction, got my ground speed, estimated time en route to each checkpoint, and fuel used. This all took longer then I thought, and I was only able to finish the first leg before I had to leave for the flight school. The second leg would have to be completed when I arrived at the school, which kind of made me feel like a slacker since I had weeks to prepare this.
Once I had both flight plans filled out, I called 1-800-WX-BRIEF for a weather briefing, just to make sure it would be safe for a VFR flight, and that I wasn't flying into anything I shouldn't be. I was in such a rush to finish my planning and get in the air, that I wasn't even nervous to call...which I know I would have been if I had the luxury of time to ponder what I was going to say to these people. The person on the phone was very friendly, and the briefing was pretty easy to understand...more importantly it was reassuring.
With the flight planning complete, I gave it to my instructor to review. With his approval we were good to go. After so many delays, I had a sinking feeling in my stomach that something would come up, and we wouldn't be able to fly, but nope, not today. I called 1-800-WX-BRIEF again to file a flight plan, and then headed to preflight the airplane. Two hours after my scheduled lesson started, we were finally taxing for takeoff.
Cross country flying is pretty stressful. You have to maintain heading and altitude, monitor the radio, keep track of time between checkpoints, stare out the window, and constantly look at your map and flight plan. I found it quite difficult to do all these things at once, without finding the plane heading off course, or deviating from my altitude. After a few checkpoints things became a little easier, but right when I was getting somewhat comfortable is when the engine started running rough. We decided to cancel out trip to Big Bear, and divert to the closest airport. This added a whole new level of stress!
The airport we chose to divert to was Redlands, which is right next to San Bernadino, a class D airport. To land at Redlands we first needed to circle over it to try and determine which runway to land at, and which way the traffic pattern went. Next I would need to circle and lose altitude, while staying out of the nearby class D airspace, and staying clear of the mountain ridge. While circling I monitored the CTAF, and declared my intentions on the radio. I came in high and fast for my landing, it was quite embarrassing to land like this in front of my instructor after not flying with him for so long. Diverting to REI was an eye opener. I realized that it was quite confusing, and difficult to land at an unfamiliar airport that you hadn't planned on landing at.
Once we were safely on the ground, we did a runup and checked to see how the airplane was running. We decided it was safe to fly it back to KCRQ. Before heading home, we took a bathroom break to stretch our legs. It was about 20+ degrees hotter here than it was at KCRQ, which really made it feel like we were far from home...I loved it!
The trip home went a little smoother, since now I knew what my checkpoints looked like. We stayed pretty much on course with my line, but my instructor still constantly made me confirm that I knew we were in the right place, by having me list other landmarks surrounding the main checkpoint.
Finally I could see our home airport! After another terrible landing we were back at the school. I don't know why I choke with him next to me, but I do...I guess he makes me nervous? The flight was a total of 2.4 hours, and I was charged an additional our of ground time from my instructor...a grand total of $369. I am so happy to have this milestone in the log book, and to finally fly with my instruct again after a month of short, solo flights. The next lesson will be some simulated instrument time, and then after that, another cross country...this time into class B airspace using VFR corridors. Exciting stuff!
my planned course, which ended up being diverted to REI
the old 152 sitting in the hot sun at REI
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