uh...no. "This just in: Generalisimo Francisco Franco is still dead!"
(Corri:) I'm more headed towards "having all your eggs in one basket" as the root cause, rather than the specific pilot thing, but we had to go the 'pilot' route to get to the root.
Since all your eggs were in one basket, and you lost the eggs and the basket... kwis.
yep, thats apparent, in hindsite. didn't seem like that at the time. Didn't seem like there were eggs, OR a basket. There are many routes to that goal, and I had multiple contingency plans. I pursued opportunities in every branch of the military. there are many ways to get their via "civilian" routes, too...money is the big barrier there, but it is "doable", and like I said, I had contingencies. From the time of being a teenager, as a boy scout, to a private pilot, national guardsman, rotc candidate, airforce otc candidate, and eventual naval aviation candidate, I had more people poking at me with stethascopes more often than you can imagine. I was healthy as a horse, as confirmed many, many times over by all sorts of different doctors, for all sorts of different reasons. I'd never been "sickly", nor had anyone else in my family. I knew what all the typical barriers to this goal were, and was prepared to (and did) maneuver around them. "medical" was simply not a likely problem. I mean, sure, you could get run over by a bus, too, but its just not something that many of us worry about, kwim? But then, on top of this, I had other contingency plans, too, that didn't involve flying...but they did involve the military. (oops) But again...not an unfair assumtion that I would be medically qualified, as I was already IN the military, in that capacity. Under "normal" circumstances, I could have opted to do the same job on a full-time basis, at any time. anyway, the point is, I didn't think I had all my eggs in one basket. I had a plan a, plan b, and plan c. and they all got wiped out with a diagnosis of "cardio-what?????"
Every story you tell, every post you make, has that 'feeling' -- to me -- that colors you, your attitude, your life. I'm not saying I am right... it's just what I'm picking up on... seems like when we get close to 'it (the root)' you back out, back away... say, hey, it's okay, my life isn't that bad... I'm dealing... I'm happy, really. yeah, well...what are you supposed to do? sh!t happens. to alot of people. worse sh!t than this. Like I said, I got another path, I'm making the rent. but this thing isn't going to un-happen. it'll always be there.
GGB: CAC, Hang around the local airport...
yeah, yeah, I know I could do that. But you know, thats not really what's missing. I've done the general aviation thing. sure, its fun. but what I wanted (and lost) was to go to the top. I haven't been officially disqualified, but trust me, its "disqualifying". even for class III. and I am aware of the new "sport pilot" rule. there is some promise there. but like I said, its not really whats missing. Cac, with your statement about winning the lottery, it sounds a lot to me like you are making excuses why you can't yeah. damn good excuse, though, as you oughtta know. ($$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$). Flying is expensive, as are many other avocations (boating and skiing come to mind). understatement of the year, there. oh, and, I don't do those other things, either. It is simply impractical, for 99.999999% of the population.
