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Learning Curve

Yesterday was my second mini-sim, even though it was label "Mini Sim 3" ...go figure. I'm getting more comfortable setting up my console and getting organized, but it's still a new environment. It reminds me a lot of my first few helicopter flights at my old job. I was clumsy at putting in my ear plugs and pulling on the giant helmet. It was awkward the first few times I tried to climb in the jump seat, and it took several flights before my hand writing became legible. And mini sims are just the same. It takes me a few seconds to get my ear piece adjusted and several minutes to make sure I have all the right displays up. I have talked on the wrong loop more than once, and stumbled over my words on the Flight loop. But its all a learning curve, and I'm getting there. 

Yesterday I found a software bug that I wasn't familiar with, so I had to react to a system that was not performing the way I thought it should be performing. And when I figured all that out, my other, "good" GPS failed. So, I made a systematic approach for rectifying the situation, sent a detailed flight note to the Flight Director and started down the path I had laid out. It wasn't the most ideal situation, but I dealt with it, and eventually figured out where the bug was. I am still upset at myself for my first decision, but that's what these sims are for: to learn. 

Thought you guys might like to see what a Mini Sim console looks like, this was yesterday, prior to my sim. 

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