This week, I have either been flying intensively or, for the last two days, not flying at all.
However, I am heavily-booked from this weekend so I am enjoying the days off while I can.
I am delighted to report that Fiona Renton passed her skill test last Sunday after a few days of very intensive training here in Limoges.
Fiona and her husband live near Nimes in the South of France and she started her training with a French instructor who spoke a little English. After a telephone discussion with me last year, Fiona went to England and took her British ground exams.
She then came to Limoges, for several short visits, to continue her PPL training with me.
Initially, she found the transition from grass strip to massive hard runway rather daunting but, with a great deal of determination and admirable support from her husband (a retired airline pilot), she continued to improve on a daily basis and worked extremely hard to perfect her flying ready for the dreaded ‘skill test’.
Sunday dawned bright and sunny which set the mood for my trip to the Milleau Viaduct in the PA28 Archer while Fiona joined Mike Grierson for the skill test.
I meanwhile flew to Milleau with English pilot, John Gough, and two companions.
John had been looking forward to this holiday after reading of other pilots’ flying experiences on the FrancoFlyers blog!
He particularly wanted to visit the Milleau Bridge and then to fly the coastal route to La Rochelle and the Ile D ‘Yeu.
The scenery on that route is spectacular with wonderful gorges, mountains and lakes which can only be truly appreciated by air.
Luckily, the weather was equally good on the Monday and John realised his dreams of lunching at La Rochelle and flying over to the lovely Ile d’yeu before embarking on the home journey to Limoges.
France by air is spectacularly beautiful with diverse scenery throughout the country.
Many people do not truly realise how large this country is; for example, the journey from Limoges to La Rochelle takes more than three hours by car but less than one hour by plane.
The drive from Limoges to Aixe en Provence can take nine hours by car but can be flown in a mere two hours and forty minutes by routing over the mountains.
The success of my Radiotelephony class was proved to me last weekend when I heard two of my French students speaking excellent English in the circuit at Limoges.
On the home front, sadly, a fox killed most of the hens and ducks the other night. He gained entry by tunnelling under the pen, despite the fact that the wire was buried 9 inches underground.
The only survivors were a duck who was sitting on eggs together with one hen and two chicks who were nesting in a hidden corner.
Sadly, without the birds, the place seems like a ghost town, not to mention the fact that I can no longer have a freshly-laid egg for breakfast !
At present, the girls are making a chicken pen built along the lines of Fort Knox (Fort Fox!!) and I will restock with poultry and ducks when it is finished.
Today, we are looking forward to the imminent arrival of Birgit who was here on a working holiday last summer. This visit is only for one week and she intends to do lots of riding, to meet the new puppies and, of course, to make friends with the orphan foal ‘Miracle’.
The horses are all doing well, growing fat and sleek on the fresh spring grass. Many of the guests have enjoyed hacks through the woods where they can see an abundance of wildlife from deer to wild boar and the numerous birds of prey which are very common in this area.
Phoebe has been schooling the young horses everyday and they are now jumping my new cross country course.
On the subject of wildlife, I have recently seen a variety of animals on the runway at Limoges.
The first was a large hare who sat transfixed on the centre line and did not move as I hurtled towards him. Luckily, I rotated about 20 yards in front of him or it would have been ‘hare today and gone tomorrow’.
Later on, a fox casually sauntered across the runway just prior to my departure and, finally, I was about 100 feet up on my final approach when I narrowly avoided a large heron who was intent on commiting suicide by flying straight at the aircraft.
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