In a previous article, said:
and a desire to share that love. When they were late, it
wasn't because they didn't care or couldn't be bothered to
arrive on time. If that's what was going on, I'd have
ditched the instructor too, but not my desire to fly.

My first CFI always arrived *just* late enough that I had finished
taking the wing and cabin covers off, and preheating the engine, and
shovelling the snow in front of the plane. And he usually had a very hot
cup of coffee in his hand (but not one for me). Funny how that worked
out.

The second greatest thrill in flying is taking off without that big load
in the copilot seat. The first biggest thrill is when you fly when he
isn't even at the airport.

--
Paul Tomblin http://xcski.com/blogs/pt/
"But you've got to hand it to IBM, they know how to design hardware. The
servers all had handles to pick them up and throw them out of the
window...." --Juergen Nieveler in the Monastery