Sorry for the long delay since my last update!
In short, I have been doing none much since I returned home to Singapore from Perth. By a stroke of luck and God's blessing, I was posted to Changi Airport for my ground duties. Those in the industry would liken that to be the best posting since you only need to report to work once a week and only a few hours' work each time. Those five months of ground duties were simply pleasant when you consider that your peers have to report to work at the HQ-equivalent every single day. I love Changi Airport!
Thus time really flew while I busied myself selling off my old Canon 40D system and getting a new 5DMII. I also went to London with Uncle Louis and I had the pleasure of experiencing First Class Don Perignon and wine and my uncle's sweet landing on the A380. Yes, flying does run in the family but I didn't expect myself to be the next baton-bearer of my generation. London was absolutely lovely and I really enjoyed being there. I would love to be there again and I aim to take my folks there next year.
Uncle Louis' mother passed away in late April, which was a sad occasion for the family. I remember her for her humour (she simply was the most humourous old lady I ever knew) and will miss her.
During those few months at home, I met someone new and we hung out quite a bit. I almost thought I met destiny but it turned out otherwise. Is it just me or are girls really complicated?Or is it that I am too smart to be played the fool? I guess Cupid and I aren't best friends yet still. Strangely I'm not perturbed at all by the news of more friends getting married. But I get very disturbed when relatives keep asking me the same darn question which is about as welcome as a booger on one's lip. Even my folks don't bug me about it at all. So bugger off!
In late April, word got out that we will be next to go to Brisbane for our next phase of training - the jet advanced training on the Lear 45. And I started preparing for my training by reading my notes and going through the computer-based training. Little did we know that it would be at least a month before we departed for Brisbane. Damn, I should have enjoyed myself more during that time instead of fessin' over the training stuff.
I left for Brisbane on the night of the 24th of May and a little under seven hours later, we arrived in Brisbane International Airport. We were transported to our accommodation which is a holiday resort by the way. The house is a double-storeyed house, very spacious and comfy and much better than what we had been staying in Seletar and Perth. My only grouse is that we need to cook our own meals which is a bitch if you are like me who is used to Mom's cooking all my life. Good thing that came out of it is that I guess I am a pretty good steak chef (that's what they say)!
The first phase of training is the cockpit procedural training on the simulator (call it sim for short). The sim is nothing like your everyday arcade Daytona kind of graphics - it is shit hot visual perfection filled with landscape, terrain and even aircraft flying around! You feel like you are in a real aircraft when you sit inside. Even the oxygen masks work like the real thing!
My first sim session (2am to 8am dammit!) was with Capt Ron McCaulay who was leaving the college soon. We learnt tons of stuff from him, funny guy too. The Lear is a magnificent beast to fly! Unlike the Cessna which could be on finals for eternity, the Lear flies at minimum 120+ knots which is about 220+ km per hour. You got to be fast to match the steed! But at the end of the sim, we were very encouraged by Capt McC who told us we will sail through our training here, no problems and he would put money on that. It sure was a morale booster!
To date, I have done take-offs, landings, circuits, emergency descent, NDB / VOR / DME arc / ILS approaches. My landings were quite poor in the beginning - I noticed that unlike the Cessna where you flare (pull the nose of the aircraft up) till you can barely see the runway, there is very little flare on the Lear. The secret to a good landing, Uncle Louis always said, is to reduce the thrust slowly - I tried that and my landings were so much better now. Gold! That said, I really enjoy flying the Lear though the learning curve here is not a steep one; but rather a vertical one with afterburners behind what more.
Finally, the crux of today's post: I killed my mouse today by dropping it on the floor and it smashed into a hundred pieces. Sob, it was with me since my ex-company days and seen uncountable miles of scrolling throughporn educative websites work and play. Damn, it had even been through my breakup worst and best moments. It's like a crocodile that survived the bladdy Triassic period.
Sob.
In short, I have been doing none much since I returned home to Singapore from Perth. By a stroke of luck and God's blessing, I was posted to Changi Airport for my ground duties. Those in the industry would liken that to be the best posting since you only need to report to work once a week and only a few hours' work each time. Those five months of ground duties were simply pleasant when you consider that your peers have to report to work at the HQ-equivalent every single day. I love Changi Airport!
Thus time really flew while I busied myself selling off my old Canon 40D system and getting a new 5DMII. I also went to London with Uncle Louis and I had the pleasure of experiencing First Class Don Perignon and wine and my uncle's sweet landing on the A380. Yes, flying does run in the family but I didn't expect myself to be the next baton-bearer of my generation. London was absolutely lovely and I really enjoyed being there. I would love to be there again and I aim to take my folks there next year.
Uncle Louis' mother passed away in late April, which was a sad occasion for the family. I remember her for her humour (she simply was the most humourous old lady I ever knew) and will miss her.
During those few months at home, I met someone new and we hung out quite a bit. I almost thought I met destiny but it turned out otherwise. Is it just me or are girls really complicated?
In late April, word got out that we will be next to go to Brisbane for our next phase of training - the jet advanced training on the Lear 45. And I started preparing for my training by reading my notes and going through the computer-based training. Little did we know that it would be at least a month before we departed for Brisbane. Damn, I should have enjoyed myself more during that time instead of fessin' over the training stuff.
I left for Brisbane on the night of the 24th of May and a little under seven hours later, we arrived in Brisbane International Airport. We were transported to our accommodation which is a holiday resort by the way. The house is a double-storeyed house, very spacious and comfy and much better than what we had been staying in Seletar and Perth. My only grouse is that we need to cook our own meals which is a bitch if you are like me who is used to Mom's cooking all my life. Good thing that came out of it is that I guess I am a pretty good steak chef (that's what they say)!
The first phase of training is the cockpit procedural training on the simulator (call it sim for short). The sim is nothing like your everyday arcade Daytona kind of graphics - it is shit hot visual perfection filled with landscape, terrain and even aircraft flying around! You feel like you are in a real aircraft when you sit inside. Even the oxygen masks work like the real thing!
My first sim session (2am to 8am dammit!) was with Capt Ron McCaulay who was leaving the college soon. We learnt tons of stuff from him, funny guy too. The Lear is a magnificent beast to fly! Unlike the Cessna which could be on finals for eternity, the Lear flies at minimum 120+ knots which is about 220+ km per hour. You got to be fast to match the steed! But at the end of the sim, we were very encouraged by Capt McC who told us we will sail through our training here, no problems and he would put money on that. It sure was a morale booster!
To date, I have done take-offs, landings, circuits, emergency descent, NDB / VOR / DME arc / ILS approaches. My landings were quite poor in the beginning - I noticed that unlike the Cessna where you flare (pull the nose of the aircraft up) till you can barely see the runway, there is very little flare on the Lear. The secret to a good landing, Uncle Louis always said, is to reduce the thrust slowly - I tried that and my landings were so much better now. Gold! That said, I really enjoy flying the Lear though the learning curve here is not a steep one; but rather a vertical one with afterburners behind what more.
Finally, the crux of today's post: I killed my mouse today by dropping it on the floor and it smashed into a hundred pieces. Sob, it was with me since my ex-company days and seen uncountable miles of scrolling through
Sob.
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