Flying is something that has always fascinated me. When I was growing up my Grandfather was a bush pilot in Far North Queensland, and one of my early flying memories is is a flight in an old light twin with a cargo hold full of sedated crocodiles. This was wild west stuff and it's no surprise I wanted to come back to aviation later in my life.
So when I set out on my sabbatical break in 2018 it was only naturally that I would take the chance to finally get started properly on the process of learning to fly. First in Buenos Aires in Argentina and then much more in Southern California, I took flying lessons and solo'd.
I now have my private pilot's license and I spend most of my spare time exploring New Zealand in a Cessna 172.