My family decided to go on vacation to San Diego one year. That was my first time on a plane. A Delta 738 or 739 to KSEA, then a 717 to KLAX. The first time, I thought it was cool to be on an actual plane, but I didn’t look too much into it. The second vacation sorta changed that.
Again, we flew Delta. Same aircraft as before. After the flight back home, I thought planes were cooler, but the aviation bug still hadn’t bit.
April 8th, 2017
I flew a CAP C172. Instantly, I knew there was something about flying that was just really, really cool. A few weeks later…
April 21 and April 23, 2017
My CAP squadron won a state competition and went to regionals in Reno. The flights to and from there involved two 737 flights and three Q400 flights. The first few times I flew the Dash, I really didn’t seem to like it. Maybe it was just small or noisy or outdated, but I couldn’t wait to be on the 737 back home. (I love the Dash now). The 737 flight back home was when I really began to go crazy. Suddenly, I loved aviation. Not to the extent that I do today, but I wanted to fly for the rest of my life. I kinda decided to myself that I wanted to be a pilot, and for Alaska Airlines. I guess at that time, I just liked the name and the colors, and the service was good. Over the years, I still want to fly for Alaska, but for more reasons. After that flight back home, I kept thinking of planes for some reason. The love only grew.
Each following flight that I took only deepened my passion for aviation. I started to learn as much as I could, everywhere I could. Now, everyone I meet is super surprised at my knowledge of aviation. I even slightly annoy some people at times 😂
So, yeah. It sorta grew with each flight, especially after the Alaska flight.