Experience the joy - and the terror - of learning to fly with Howard "Porky" Cutter, as he reminisces.
On my first ride, the pilot/instructor said that he smelled smoke, and we had to land to check it out. My first thought: "Oh, great. It's my very first flight and I'm going to die. Dad's really going to be mad." Fortunately, the problem turned out to be just an oily rag on the exhaust. The instructor removed the rag, and we soon were back into the air - with great apprehension on my part.