Arrived late at the airport, because I was just so tired in the morning and had a long bike ride out there. Got the keys to a 152.
The "little voice" in the back of my head said, "You don't want to fly today. You're not feeling 100%."
Me: "But it's beautiful outside! CAVU and light winds!"
Little Voice: "I know, but just trust me on this one, okay? Can you feel that little bit of a headache coming on?"
Me: "Oh, awwwwright..."
I returned the keys and hopped on my bike to head home. After about 2 miles, I had to stop and throw up. After another 5 miles, I stopped at a bakery/cafe and slipped in and out of consciousness on their couch for an hour or two. When I finally got home, I spent the rest of the day on the couch shivering with a mild fever.
Not something I'd like to deal with at 6500 feet...
Sometimes those little voices know what they're talking about!
safe flying all,
--Kath
The "little voice" in the back of my head said, "You don't want to fly today. You're not feeling 100%."
Me: "But it's beautiful outside! CAVU and light winds!"
Little Voice: "I know, but just trust me on this one, okay? Can you feel that little bit of a headache coming on?"
Me: "Oh, awwwwright..."
I returned the keys and hopped on my bike to head home. After about 2 miles, I had to stop and throw up. After another 5 miles, I stopped at a bakery/cafe and slipped in and out of consciousness on their couch for an hour or two. When I finally got home, I spent the rest of the day on the couch shivering with a mild fever.
Not something I'd like to deal with at 6500 feet...
Sometimes those little voices know what they're talking about!
safe flying all,
--Kath