Had my first official IFR lesson today. I have enough knowledge to have passed the commercial test so far, but IFR is the thing I’ve always struggled the most with.
IFR, for those following who aren’t pilots, stands for instrument flight rules. Basically, flying when you can’t see the ground. Often when you can’t see anything at all out the window to even keep the wings level.
The concept of navigation was always something I thought of as kind of romantic. Not like, love romance, I mean the old school, mystical sort of romance, the way the rolling hills of scotland, or a Belgian castle is romantic. The idea that you could sail a ship across the ocean and not be able to see any land for reference, but be able to figure out where you are, to me, that was something mysterious and complex that I did not understand.
Now I’ve learned more about it, and I mean, GPS makes things super simple so that anyone could do it, but to be able to fly IFR, you have to also be able to use the land based radio beacons - VORs and NDBs - and figuring those out, that’s fuckin’ witchcraft man. Like, I’ve got it figured out, but I still need to develop more proficiency in it, and be able to fly and figure out where I am and where to turn to get where I’m going at the same time, but once I’m there, once I have mastery over that, I’m going to be a fucking wizard.
It’s no wonder pilots are stereotyped as having massive egos - we are so fucking awesome.