Our readers write in the new series of columns “60 votes” . In this article: Ruth Haliti about her love of flying and their single-engine flight over the Atlantic Ocean.
This found, where after a few minutes, relax the shoulders? Where stress in the job, with your partner or children in air dissolve? Where after a short time conjures up a smile on the face? This like the weed, jogging for one or the other, shoes, frisk or read… MINE is to fly. Here at Best-medical-schools you can get more information of the sailing. But, let’s start from the beginning. A girl is backwards in the garden and looks around sailing birds into the sky with his passing white fleecy clouds,… Aircraft, large and small. I would can fly. But who should I, the little girl from the country, probably then ask? Postponed… But at some point… Eventually it happened. I met a colleague, whose hobby sliding screen fly was. I wanted that too!
Basically belongs to paragliding in the mountains so we travelled from the Münsterland in the Allgäu, to bring your feet under its own power in the skies. And indeed, after a few days of theory and practice it was. Something that no one who has ever seen it, ever forget: woman runs a few metres, pulls the glider evenly on its lines in height. Hardly arrived the screen over the head, the feet even miraculously, withdraw four, five metres from the steep terrain-in the air.
Incredibly, this feeling. And lasted only a few seconds, I was my personal hero. The smile left my face no longer on this day. We traveled through the Alps, to France, but also in the United States and South Africa with a paraglider. Wonderful experiences with wonderful, just polarized people! However almost exclusively men.
Was not the annoying, wide coming from the flat country South, there’s been certainly already enough satisfaction and happiness for me. But I wanted more-and made the Ultraleichtflugschein. Since 1998, these ultra light aircraft even look like real planes, so Cessna and co, and work also. You have two seats, a maximum 450 kg weight and bring loose woman in good weather from Münster to Berlin. With this plane, I explored from now on Germany, especially the almost unknown to me East, but also North-, South – and West Europe. Often, I’ve wrapped my brand in the summer, flew off, landed on a small square in the beautiful countryside. The reminder, as I landed for the first time on the historic Tempelhof airport, fills me with goose bumps. But even a short flight to the own steeple can be above shoulders relax and forget the stresses of everyday life.
In the spring of 2000, something that is almost as rare as winning the Lotto occurred then: at Rheine airfield met three women and three aircraft at a gas station. I was on my way back from Borkum and had to refuel. Nice, the other two were devoted to flying funny and obviously passionately. Roswitha and Karin invited spontaneously me to the meeting of the Association of German pilots, VDP. Hmmm, I thought, an Association of female pilots the world needs? Yes! Because pilots feel the world of the air differently than men, they are talking about their emotions, fears, experiences, as well as their error, and that sets us apart from the regulars of many male pilots.
Flying is over 100 years old, still in the founding of the Association of German pilots 1969 gentlemen don’t like saw the pilots in their clubs, whether for baking cakes or as decorative forearm Mitfliegerinnen. So Flugpionierinnen like Elly gathered leg horn or Hanna Reitsch and enjoyed many happy hours in the air and on the ground. And we still do that without being Neu emancipated women. We are a network of flying women (pilotinnen.de), 300 members in Germany, organized in Europe (fewp.infoe) or at the 3,500 members of the internationally active ninety-nines (ninety-nines.de). Many great women there exchanging experiences, support each other, come together to flying holiday travel, meet regularly at different airports, give each other instruction and tips to the medical fitness certificate. Last but not least this feeling of togetherness has induced me to, to want to fly now “normal”, single-engine aircraft, which are faster and carry more passengers.
To do this, I made the ticket 2003 in Florida, USA.? Four weeks in paradise. Saved, sought flight school, visa and going on. Fly could I Yes quite a bit, so I completed the certificate in the 40 required hours in Naples. The day after my exam I chartered a two-seater Cessna 152 me and filled me the dream to land on a small square in the middle of the Everglades. Once there I heard an American pilot on the radio already attempted its third landing on the runway surrounded by three sides by water. At some point he gave up unnerved and I was allowed to land. No problem for a German racer, which short runways is accustomed from their homeland.
The other pilot managed to land shortly after me then Yes, and came straight to my machine. “How long do you fly?” he asked, obviously still very impressed that I had used only an approach to landing. My answer, that I’d done my license yesterday, he pulled a business card from his wallet and handed me this with the words, that I, when I came to Fort Lauderdale, could borrow his bike. One can imagine the proud grin on my face, or? Soon, a friend asked me to fly with him and some others from Germany to South Africa. At night through the desert of Egypt, at the last lights of Abu Samillano past, about the Victoria Falls, between Zimbabwe and Zambia, through herds of elephants in the Okavango Delta. If then the table mountain before the propeller, woman is the heart and she thanked silently the universe, to experience all of this.
Later it was beautiful across the Atlantic two years and much planning effort. From the Münsterland region to northern Scotland to Iceland, Greenland to Canada, terminus Quebec. Sounds crazy? It’s probably also. Not always deep relaxed listening to the engine noise of the aircraft above the roaring waves of the ocean and pray for good weather. The beauty and wildness of the landscape from above but also on the ground to settle the tension. And… the feeling not to be paid with money, if again salvation has arrived: I DID IT!
Now the question is surely: flying is not dangerous? The training for the pilot is very mature and practical, then it’s about responsible and self-assessment, continuous flying over the duty hours, the employment with the weather and the aircraft that you fly, as well as of course the exchange of experiences with like-minded my shoulders have incidentally in the last hours, while I wrote this, also relaxed the gravity following moves down, because I, albeit in letters, my passion was known. I invite all to experience a bird’s eye view whether women, men or children one, even from the world. Not only from the transport plane, but much directly from a small plane, with or without motor. There is definitely a nearby airfield and a round trip through the home opens the heart. But, caution: highly addictive!
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