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Originally Posted by KNS
In the early '90s I was flight instructing out of Chandler ...
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We may have flown together.
Around that time, I was in the Phoenix area with my wife and her parents, as grandma lived in Sun City.
Father-in-law and brother-in-law just want to play golf.
Wife and mother-in-law just want to go shopping.
I've got free time.
I went to the Chandler airport, and got checked out in a Cessna 152.
102 degrees. Me and instructor, both decent-sized guys, let's go.
I know how to fly a 152. Rotate at 50 knots, climb out at 70.
At 50 knots, I raise the nose, and..... 50 knots... 50 knots... Still 50 knots, mains firmly planted on the runway.
I lower the nose, and the little wheezing Lycoming slowly accelerates us to 70 knots, where we finally became airborne, and begin a shallow climb.
I glance over at the instructor, who has a big grin.
"We'll call that a soft-field take-off. Ya did good"
Just a bit different than flying around my normal Puget Sound area.
I'd hafta dig through an old logbook to see the date and instructor's signature.