Lucas and I went flying with my brother last weekend. He's a private pilot, working on his instructors license. I'm hoping to be his practice student, and learn to fly at the same time. It's actually really cool, since I'm the older brother, and while we were growing up, I was always ahead of him in everything. This time, he's the one that is ahead of me. He gets a chance to teach me how to fly and I'm frankly enjoying the shift in roles. This flight, we put Lucas in the front seat, and I sat in back. We met up with some of my brothers friends, who were flying down to Packwood. I managed to get some pretty cool shots around Mt. Rainier.
Lucas was a little nervous in the front seat. At first, he didn't want to do it. But a little encouragement, and he went along. My brother had him rest his hands on the controls to feel his way along. After a short while, he was maintaining level flight, and making some controlled turns. He had a blast.
My brother is actually a pretty darn good teacher, very knowledgable and patient.Now Lucas wants to know how old he has to be to get a pilots license.

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