I might have mentioned this before but I don't train in a 172. I train in a Katana and it has it's quirks. For instance, if the Princess doesn't want to start, she doesn't start. So was the fate of my lesson today. Granted, it was cold and she hadn't been kept warm with wing condoms and the nose cozy but SMP started just fine. So did two Cessnas and an Aztec before her. SMT was not so accomadating.

It was my first instructor who dubbed the Katana “the Princess of civil aircraft”. Generally, nothing shook this particular instructor's nerves, not even my abysmal grasp of my upper-air work in the early months of my training nor my more-or-less constant battle with airsickness. He lost all pretense of professionalism if the engine wouldn't turn over, though. If the sweet-talking didn't work then the all-out abuse would commence and still the Princess would stubbornly sputter occassionly teasing with the fast cough and then stopping full.

The Princess was not ridiculed so harshly this morning but still was simply not in a mood to fly. I wish she would have told me before the hour I spent cleaning the snow and ice off of her critical surfaces. Perhaps tomorrow morning, she'll be in a better mood.


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