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As a new private pilot (still less than a month "old"), one would expect me to love flying. And I do. But for some reason, I find that I love flying at night rather than during the day.
Just went to dinner with a friend and came back in the dark, and it's the same experience - I find myself enjoying the day flight well enough, but really looking forward to the night portion, and especially - especially! - the landing in the end. There's something so cool about finding the runway between all the other lights, and lining up for it, the vasi red on white, the runway lights and threshold lights and the taxi lights all merge into a delightful cacophony of color... I find that it relaxes me inside somehow.
Anyone else with this strange affliction?
Just went to dinner with a friend and came back in the dark, and it's the same experience - I find myself enjoying the day flight well enough, but really looking forward to the night portion, and especially - especially! - the landing in the end. There's something so cool about finding the runway between all the other lights, and lining up for it, the vasi red on white, the runway lights and threshold lights and the taxi lights all merge into a delightful cacophony of color... I find that it relaxes me inside somehow.
Anyone else with this strange affliction?