Shifting Gears

by Heligirl on February 9, 2010

in Helicopters

I remember an echo of a time when my life revolved around helicopters. I lived and breathed them. In fact, other than my dog, Jack, there was not much I loved more than them. I even called my life “as the rotor turns.” If you had a helicopter or a helicopter rating, I idolized you, hung on your every word. If you manufactured helicopters, you were a demi-God. If you operated a helicopter company and hired pilots, you were on my speed dial.

Stupid little lamb.

Oh how those days are gone. Don’t get me wrong. The passion is still there, it’s just a warm glow instead of that all consuming fire that threatens to burn you alive, like when you have one of those “special” dreams about Hugh Jackman.

I guess it comes with maturity and jadedness. Is that a word? Must be. Spell check isn’t catching it. Regardless, the rose colored glasses are off, in the street and run over by the sewer treatment truck. And helicopters are more a business thing now. I can still tell you what make and model is approaching, or even makes and models if there is more than one, without looking most of the time. I just don’t say it out loud much anymore or bother to look up. Being a mom is my fire in the belly now. My Hugh Jackman, if you will.

But that doesn’t change the fact that I have a job to do in the helicopter industry and it’s quickly approaching. Good old Heli Expo is in two weeks and I have to haul this tired, milk producing body to Houston so I can run a meeting then sit at a booth for three days. I’m sooooo excited. (Note sarcasm.)

Seriously thought, a part of me must be awaking, as I’m starting to dream of Heli Expo. I used to get so excited I couldn’t stand it. It’s nice to see that part of me is stirring and starting to prepare, even if it is my subconscious. At least one of us is getting in the mood. I really want to get into it. I’m into the group I work for and am looking forward to seeing old pals, especially the Whirly-Girls.

Hey, look at it this way, I get to sleep every night. Uninterrupted. Eat hot meals. Have adult conversations. This might not be so bad, if I didn’t feel guilty about leaving hubby running the show. At least I’m bringing home income for the work. Now only if I knew Hugh would be there…

{ 2 comments }

HiLLjO August 2, 2011 at 10:28 am

I want to learn to fly a helicopter! My husband is learning to fly a plane. Any starting tips/ideas?
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August 2, 2011 at 10:52 am

Hi ya. Thanks for asking. I’d recommend looking for a local flight school in your area and taking a demo flight. A good school will let you take the controls of the aircraft and learn about the school, who would be your instructor, and their pricing. Talk to the person who will be your instructor. Do you feel good about this person? Do have a good rapport? Does he or she listen to you, answer your questions, seem like a good teacher? Also consider the cost. It’s mighty expensive. You should have the cash to fly at least once or twice a week for it to really sink in. If you spread flights out too far, it’s like taking two steps forward and one step back because you spend half the flight remembering what you learned the last flight. I hope that gets you started some. 🙂

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