An important day


For more than 10 years, I've dreamed about being a MAF pilot. I've also dreamed about flying in Lesotho. I've been working towards that for a long time, and more recently its been feeling close, but there always seemed to be another step before I could call myself a MAF pilot. Today, I did a flight, taking doctors and nurses into the mountains for their shift change. The weather was perfect, not much wind, not too hot, and not a cloud in the sky. The flight plan had 3 stops on it, a village called Lebakeng, then Nkau, and then Nohana. Each landing went smoothly, and I couldn't have asked for better flying weather. Nothing on the flight was out of the ordinary, except this time, there was no instructor pilot sitting next to me. That's right, after months of very specific flight training and preparation, today was my first operational solo!