Sunday July 3, 2011 was what I considered the second time I soloed. Of course I had flown solo 12 years ago. This past Sunday was the first time after my BFR. When my instructor signed me off, I wondered if he would symbolically have me fly the plane around the pattern a few times. No, there was nothing more than a handshake. I don’t want to sound disappointed. For me personally, flying by myself was a big deal.
So what did I do for my first flight? I went about 20 miles southeast of the airport, practiced some navigation and turns and then returned for three landings.
Just a quick confidence boost to re-affirm I am Pilot in command.