Blog for last flight

It's about time I update this thing about last Sunday. Beautiful day...sort of. It was overcast, but it was smooth as glass up there. The winds were about 4 knots when I took off, and died to zero after I landed. I had what Jerry called my Graduation Solo. After three trips around the pattern, two landings and a go around, he got out of the airplane told me to do land once more and then after i took off again to go fly around. I asked him what he wanted me to do and he said, "Whatever you want, this is unstructured play. Just don't get lost." I told him I wouldn't. So I took off from 23 again, called my crosswind and downwind. On the downwind I had climbed to about 2900 feet MSL. As I reached the end of the downwind I turned to a Northerly heading and called, "Bradford County Traffic, Cessna 94609 exiting the pattern Northbound, Bradford County." So I flew up the Susquehanna river aways until I was pretty much on top the Ulster Bridge. It was my first time leaving the pattern alone. I liked it. A lot. Not that I don't have fun with Jerry in there, I definately do, it was just really cool. Different. That's the best way to describe it. In a good way though. So I put the 152 into a slip, listened to the air flow over the non-aerodynamic edges of the plane. About 2500 feet I returned to normal flight. I kept an eye on the river, sylvania & asraam and the Ulster bridge. I banked the plane roughly 70 degrees and pulled back on the wheel to do a steep turn. I wanted to test out something I'd read. I read that if you flex your abdominal muscles while in combat with G-forces, it keeps the blood from pooling. It worked. I did it a couple more times. I think I got her to pull her max g-rate. Haha, I don't think so, probably not, if so I won't do that again, I don't want to overstress her and have her get bent. Not run-up my own prop, but I'm not too shabby at this aviation stuff. If my eyes are healthy enough, i just might have a chance a Naval Aviator. The Hobbs meter was getting close to the time Jerry had wanted me back, so I headed back toward the airport. I kept my nose on Sylvania, it's a group of green buildings. Flying toward sylvania & asraam along the river puts you in perfect pattern entrance position, 45 degrees to the middle of the runway, upwind for today. I descended to 1800 feet, pattern altitude, and called out, "Bradford County Traffic, Cessna 94609 entering the pattern upwind runway two three, Bradford County." I called out the other legs of the pattern and landed perfectly. Jerry made the comment, "I think goin out the past couple weeks and gettin the shit beat out of ya helped, you've become master of the airplane." Ah man that felt good to hear. To be quite honest, I'm not worried about the cross countries, the solo ones will be weird at first, but I know that feeling will leave soon. Anyway, I topped the 152 off with fuel and taxied her back to the FBO. It was a good day. 1.3 hours.