Friday, March 27, 2009

I miss...

... my family, my mom, my dad, my sis, my little nephew... When can I see them again? I really miss them... I really miss home...

I miss my friends back home... and the many silly beer sessions, K-boxing, late night makan sessions, walks around Parkway and East Coast Park... All of them have such high hopes for me and I fear I may let them down...

The fear has never been so gripping :(

Though surrounded by friends around me in this foreign land, I feel so lonely. I feel like I'm out in the wilderness all by myself. And here, I have to fight my own battle. No one's standing beside you; you are all out on your own. That's the scary part.

Like a certain Miss Dion once sang, "All by myself.. elf.... don't wanna be... all by myself, anymore..."

...

Hot Air

Bear with me for I need to let off some steam. You can probably skip this post.

I finally got to fly two sorties this week, the final two before my solo check comes up.

The first of the two sorties was really bad, so bad. The second one was an improvement but more needs to be done before he clears me for my first solo.

My confidence took a battering over these two flights. I know I have to improve by leaps and bounds before I am cleared for solo but I'm not sure if I can live up to his high expectations.

I know he will make me a better pilot but I'm struggling to live up to his high standards. The man's got 1,100 hours on this aircraft under his belt. I'm only in my 13th hour and that includes the paltry 5 hours on the 152 in Seletar. How to be like him that quickly?

Learning curve's damn steep; I'm heaping way too much demands on myself but I have no choice as the man's got a higher standard than the average instructor. And the crux of the matter is that if you do not clear your solo here, you lose your job. Bye bye. The cookie crumbles.

Hmmm I'm still trying to figure out how to do things right. Everytime I go through my checks on the ground, everything seems so right. But when I'm up there, for some reason nothing seems to click.

Frustrating.

On a brighter note, Leo cleared his 109 today, 1530 hours, on only the second attempt. Good job dude! Looks like the dinner at Springybark's on you! :P

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Chittering Valley / Penguin Island

Having got a long weekend, my mates and I decided to explore the suburbs of WA and headed down to Chittering Valley and Penguin Island.

Chittering Valley is about 80 plus kilometres from JDK and took about an hour to drive there. Flanked by rolling hills and endless farming land, we enjoyed the scenic drive though the temperature was searing.

Leonard and I first stopped by Western Valley, one of the vineyards in the region. The shop attendant Kristy (not sure if I got her name spelled right) was friendly and poured us generous amounts of wines to sample. The reds were quite good and I got a bottle for only $10. We then spent a good hour snapping photos around the vineyard outside.

Beautiful vineyard, eh?







Grapes ripe to be picked. Surprisingly it didn't occur to us to try them!



This well is termed "Old Well" and was built by the monks in New Norcia many moons ago.

Yes, many many moons ago.




The next day, we enjoyed a day off and hence we decided to check out Penguin Island with Chris' friend Winnie. Charles couldn't make the trip as he was due to fly, so we made the trip without him.

Penguin Island is about 5 minutes off the coast by ferry. It is about 45 minutes' drive from JDK. There is a sandbar that you can walk to get to the island if you didn't want to pay the $17.50 ferry fee that we did. Having got there about lunchtime, we sucuumbed to our stomachs' growling and settled for a very salty meal of fish and chips at Rockingham. Very salty, very oily and definitely unhealthy.

We took the ferry across and launched the Cam Whore Action Group rightaway, snapping away at anything that seems remotely interesting. Interestingly, we didn't see any wild penguins during the time we spent on the island except those kept in captivity meant to draw the whoos and ahhs from kids. My view is that penguins only return to land to nest when the sun sets and the last ferry timing of 4pm meant that we (or any other visitors) were not fated to have any penguin encounter.

Having been to Penguin Island off Mornington Peninsula in Melbourne, this one pales in comparison. It lacks the magical feel that the Melbourne one gave me but nonetheless it was a good outing to get some nice sun and cool sea breeze. It was interesting to note that the penguins on both Penguin Islands were fairy penguins, the smallest penguins in the world!

Feeding time!

Lord of the Rings gathering

This little bugger came down and strutted his stuff. Damn cute!



Penguin Island - no penguins but there are many enthusiatic photographers like this guy called Leonard. The pains to get a perfect shot... tsk tsk.



Reminds me a little of The Twelve Apostles in Melbourne

Oops. Too much post processing :P


After a tiring day in the sun, we took a drive back and freshened up before heading to Mundaring off Great Eastern Highway for some "world famous award winning" pizza. It was another long drive and it was late evening by the time we got there. Having had to wait 45 minutes for a table, the cold wind assault came fast and furious. It was cold! The weather here is turning wintry and it was no joke when you have to brave the cold in the wee hours of the morning preparing your aircraft for flight.

Anyway I found the pizzas a tad too extreme, tastewise. Too sweet (desert pizza), too salty (BBQ sauce) but the crust was excellently crisp to the bite. I did enjoy the pizza dinner though, especially with the boys (Leo, Charles, Chris) and the girls (Winnie and Min Yi). Charlesy and I had a fit of sugar rush and we couldn't stop laughing at a stage when we had a bout of fart competition. Gross yeah.

In all it was a very fulfilling weekend and we all thoroughly enjoyed it.

On the flying front, I have not been flying since last Monday and I am getting bored. Afraid that I will forget all the little mental notes that I have been making and afraid that I have lost the confidence to take to the air. My solo check is coming; a week ago I was bursting with confidence but now the confidence has dipped. Let's see how the next flight goes.

A shoutout for the good work to Leo for a good performance in his solo check today. Dude, I'm sure you will clear it in the next flight. Dinner at Springybark this Sat on you mate! :D

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

First Rain in Jandakot

Having been here a week plus, today is the first overcast day and we experienced rain... pitter patter.

And thus...

... sortie in the morning cancelled. YES! :D

I do hope the afternoon sortie gets cancelled as well. Haha!

Just don't feel like going up today with an unfamiliar runway and bad weather conditions. It won't help me improve and I don't see the value in going up and wasting the hours. I think I will be better off lounging in bunk and catching a movie or enjoying a cool beer.

Rain, good work, keep going please!

Monday, March 16, 2009

Scarborough Beach

We drove down to Scarborough Beach yesterday, just off Kwinana Freeway. Its about half an hour's drive from Jandakot. In the morning, I went to church with Uncle Pat & Aunty Agnes and thereafter we went to Uncle Albert & Aunty Agnes Toh's house for steamboat lunch. I went back college to catch the boys and we headed for the beach at about 4pm.

By the way I must mention that the weather here is getting hotter. Day temperature is about 35 to 38 degrees C. You can feel your skin burn! Gripping an unshielded steering wheel will sear your palm. No kidding!

The beach was beautiful with lots of bikini babes families out for a nice day by the beach for some good wholesome fun. The sun was searing but Aussies apparently don't care. Likewise, they show scant regard to prowling sharks out yonder and they do surf quite far away. I guess for me, a few too many shark attack reports freak me out and no way am I getting in the waters here.

Anyway here are some photos to share with you all. Enjoy!

She's beautiful. Simply gorgeous. Took my breath away :D


A myraid of colours on a beautiful day


Pakie and Dong


Leonard takes the first step into the cold waters as Dong and Caleb watch


The sun is setting and it is time to go back.

A Few Too Many Challenging Flights

It has been a rough day for me and I badly need to drown my sorrows in a couple of Victoria Bitters.

I'm now on sortie number 107, having barely made it past 106 this morning. I was supposed to fly 107 this afternoon but thank God that it got cancelled because the traffic on circuits for the runway was tad too heavy. Still, I count my lucky stars that I didn't fail 106 as a couple of the boys got stuck for that sortie.

Anyway 106 made me sit up and realise how challenging the whole ball game is. After this morning's flight, I kinda lost confidence in my flying ability and my instincts. I would like to think myself as an instinctive flyboy rather than depend on fixed checkpoints and what altitude you should be at which checkpoint. But lesson learnt today: I think I better do what others around me do rather than be special.

For instance, I'm now doing circuits. Circuits around a runway are primarily semi-circular loops to enable aircraft to land for either heading back to parking (we call it a full stop) or to do touch-and-gos (just land and take off immediately). I did 4 touch-and-gos and 1 full stop landing today. All were okay but the last landing was particularly bad and I hit the runway hard. Too damn hard for my instructor's liking. Fuck. I gotta remember to flare (pull up) much earlier if I am descending too fast. My instincts didn't help me through that last landing and hence I think I better play it safe from here on.

109 is the solo check flight where your instructor deems you clear for your virginal solo flight. 110 is the definitive flight for most of the boys here. Most people have continually repeated 109s. When you repeat a sortie, you get to go again in alphabetic order (e.g. 109, 109A, 109B, 109C and so on). Should you fail to clear solo in 15 hours, your contract gets terminated and you get sent home. Stressful huh? Tell me about it, mate.

No doubt I'm only in my sixth hour and I have made reasonable progress in the last few sorties. I have never done circuits before, not in Seletar where its nil-wind conditions. Over here, winds gust up to 15 knots and even more. Imagine a seagull flapping his wings hard and remaining in the same spot in those winds. Its that bad! I still have got 9 hours to clear my solo but I'm putting high expectations on myself to nail it by 109. Every time I can't nail it is a frustrating back-to-bunk-and-think-where-you-gone-wrong exercise.

Anyway this is what my instructor wrote in my report after today's flight, word for word (he let me copy them down):

He needs to listen to the radio more. He doesn't have a good "picture" of where other aircraft are by listening to the RT. He is not using the radio enough to build up the mental picture.

Circuits were done to a reasonable standard for 106. Prompting required sometimes but getting less and less.

Pattern is consistent and good checks and calls. Base checks need to be made for 750', 70 knots. Finals checks need to be made earlier and track for centreline earlier.

Hold off and flare are improving.

Anyway what I took away from today's flight is that I need to listen more intently to the radio even if the transmissions do not concern me. Plus I need to be faster in my checks and workflow. Have to think ahead of the game. And of course, less hard landings in future.

Focus! Focus! Think ahead!!!

I'm feeling really low now after today's sortie. Tomorrow's better be better.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Monday, March 9, 2009

A New Beginning

Pardon for cannibalizing your phrase, Daniel. Haha!

I've just got here in Perth on 6 March 2009, so I've been here for a couple of days now.

The air is so fresh, smelling of eucalyptus, so windy - this is where I wanna be! The skies are so darn blue, its beautiful! Cloudless, of course.

The bunks are very much improved from the dogholes we came from in Seletar and the food is awesome in comparison as well.

In short, everything is good and I am raring to go!

I'm flying with one of the strictest instructors here and he has a reputation for getting guys chopped for not meeting his expectations so that wasn't a pleasant surprise to me when I was assigned to him.

But you got to think positive and not let stuff like that get you down. I am confident I will nail it and fly as well as him and learn as much as possible from him.

My first sortie today was a mixed one. I am disappointed in myself somehow. Perhaps my expectations of myself are too high. My checks are okay, but my feel is not there when it came to the flying. Too gentle.

Must do better next sortie. I think tomorrow I will be flying two sorties in a day. A bit nervous as the learning curve for two sorties in a day is damn steep.