Vertigo!

Text or Voicemail Greg!Some Lessons a Pilot Never Forgets"So this must be vertigo." I thought. Nausea circled my gut like the snowflakes orbiting my propeller. I peered out the windshield for landmarks, but snow obscured all but a tiny spot of  ground beneath me, even at an altitude of only a thousand feet. To make matters worse, my navigational radio had obviously failed. How could I possibly have drifted so far off course as it suggested, on a flight of only 40 miles? It was almost Christmas, and I was a young University of Illinois student transporting precious parts for my motorcycle, home to Champaign...  Support the showContact Greg with your comments and suggestions!GregBrownFlyingCarpet.com (Find all of Greg's links here.)Greg Brown's Cockpit Adventures from the Flying Carpet PodcastGreg's Book, Flying Carpet; The Soul of An Airplane "You don't have to be a pilot, or even a frequent flyer, to soar with Greg Brown in Flying Carpet."    -- Nina Bell Allen, Former Asst. Managing Editor, Readers DigestGreg's Fine Art Metal Prints, Pilot Achievement Plaques, & Photo Wall CalendarsGreg Brown's Flying Carpet Podcast Facebook GroupGreg Brown's Student Pilot Pep Talk Facebook GroupFollow Greg Brown on Instagram and Facebook