DAY8
Long Solo Cross Country (well sort of!)
Today was a day I was really looking forward to - my first long cross country solo. After all of those hours 15 years ago on Flight Sim (and yes - my first flying experience was on version 1 on a 16 color IBM PCjr - state of the art, baby!) I was looking forward to some VOR navigation on my own. The plan was to follow a route down to Bisbee Douglas that I had followed before. That was the plan . . . but mother nature had some other thoughts for the day!
The first part of the flight went great. Heck - I even whipped out my ipod and plugged it into my headset (and for anyone worrying - it cuts out immediately when there is traffic on the radio or even through my mic if i try to sing along! So no sing alongs...)
I finished my first leg and did a full stop down at DUG, then hopped back in the plane after a quick break and got ready to head NNE for the second leg. There were some pretty significant clouds building in that very direction, so I got center on the radio once I got some altitude (mountains) and asked about flight following and any METARS. While talking to a briefer, I quickly realized without anyone's help that I wasn't going to be able to head the direction I'd planned. And after confirming with Center (and these folks are AWESOME) that I would be busting into IFR, I did a 180 back South to DUG. As a matter of fact, I landed in MVRF conditions that probably weren't even MVFR anymore. Without a doubt, the strongest crosswind/gusty landing so far, but it went off great.
After about an hour in DUG, and a couple phone calls to WXBrief and my CFI, I got the okay to deviate from the original plan, and headed due West toward Nogales (OSL), hoping that I could then go north to TUS. As a side note, there is a Restricted area that leaves almost a two mile wide corridor between it and the Mexican border, neither of which I wanted to bust. But I knew this was my only chance to get within 100 miles of home, and not have to sleep in the plane.
When I finally took off from DUG, I realized that I might be doing a bit more MVFR than probably recommended, but I felt comfortable enough to handle the conditions. After passing over P04 (Bisbee) I called up Albuquerque center since I'd gained enough altitude, and asked about some Flight Following through that narrow corridor. Luckily, they Squawked me and passed me off to Libby (the Military command of that restricted space.) There are some pretty decent peaks between Libby and the border, and I was too low for Libby to get me on radar. So I climbed up to 10500 and they picked me up; and let me know that I about needed to get my passport out.:bandit: Just in time to pick up the VOR out of Nogales and not have to worry about that. The only thing that was a bit unplanned with that portion was that in getting high enough for Libby radar, I started to seriously bust into some IFR. I told Libby center that I was above my own level, and got back lower. (on another side note, I would never bust a cloud just to do it right now, but in this case I thought with the circumstances, a moment above VFR to get a true position was worth it. Plus I knew to fly the instruments only at that point.) Also, I expected that Libby wouldn't be very helpful for some reason, and they were the exact opposite. I'm learning that flying people are good people.
After dodging some clouds and hugging the side of a couple mountains - but not that close - I descended into Nogales. The approach into Nogales from the East is AWESOME! You come down over a couple of ridges right into a left base and a quick turn to final, descending pretty quickly. I got into Nogales just as the weather closed in, and just kicked back in the terminal for the unknown. Nogales, btw, has a great terminal, with some really nice folks hanging out. I can't wait to stop back in someday.
Nogales got seriously socked in, and I wasn't quite sure what would happen since NOAA said it was going to last until after dark. There were even two 1900's sitting there with UPS cargo for PHX that weren't even moving. So I knew my butt was staying put, too.
As things do tend to come together, I ran into a CFII who was just finishing up ferrying a plane from OH to Nogales, and we talked for a while. Turns out, he had to catch a plane out of TUS early in the morning, and was still hoping his ride would show for the drive to TUS. So, to make a super long story not much shorter, we waited another couple of hours until he was comfortable, filed an IFR plan for the trip back, and actually were able to make it back to RYN in VFR, landing just as it was getting dark. Hey - my first night landing, too(well - dusk). So I guess I sort of completed my Solo XC.
All in all a great day. I guess it would have been a shorter day had the weather cooperated, but I liked having to use my head a few times, change my route a couple of times, and do some flying that I normally wouldn't have on any other clear, sunny, Arizona day.
Thanks for reading!