Sorry for the long delay between posts, but to say I was slightly busy would be an understatement.
So, I'll just retrace the major events of the last week:
We had the "early" briefing time, so I was waking up at 3AM to prepare for a 4:20AM briefing. This included slapping myself until my brain started working, getting breakfast (critical), and then if I was briefing updating the slides or helping the person who was briefing.
The briefings would cover mostly basic stuff dealing with the day, from the current weather (METAR), to the future weather (TAF), runways in use at Pueblo and at other local airports, the overhead patterns for the runway in use, any changes to local flying procedures, any DOSS mandated rules, the emergency procedure (EP) for the day, and the question of the day.
After the briefing was culminated the flight would have our stand up EP. One lucky soul was picked from the flight to be the victim. Our instructor pilots (IPs) would then give him a scenario. For example, you smell burning and see smoke. We then had to proceed in agonizing detail about how we would fix/deal with the problem.
"Sir, I will maintain aircraft control, analyze the situation, take proper action, and land as soon as conditions permit." That had to be verbatum, and then we had to go into detail about how we would accomplish that. "Sir, I will maintain aircraft control via coordinate rudder, aileron, elevator, and throttle inputs." Where my hands/feet are, what they are doing, etc.
So anyway, after doing that we were expected to either go work out or fly. I did a lot more flying than working out while I was there, since if you were double turning (flying twice) you were exemped from working out. This was a good thing because I was always physically drained after that, as well as dehydrated.
I learned quickly that I needed a snack before my second flight otherwise my stomach wouldn't agree with me. I generally snagged an apple and a banana and scarfed that down around 9am (note: I have been up for 6 hours at that point).
After flying I would get lunch around 12/1 and then go back up and prepare for the next days flight(s), study, or help any of my struggling flight mates. As SRO (senior ranking officer) I was held responsible for keeping their heads above water.
Then dinner came around and we were released for the night. I would continue studying, preparing, and helping until 9pm or so when I would try to get some sleep...normally falling asleep around 10-11. Rinse and repeat.
On Tuesday I had my solo flight. I went with my instructor to a local airport called "Bullseye" which is owned and operated by the Air Force Academy (USAFA). It's really just a strip of asphault in the middle of nowhere. So I "drove" over there, did 3 landings, and then kicked my instructor out. I managed to squeeze in 3 solo landings before I had to pick him back up (important) and fly back to Pueblo.
I was also double turning, so had my pre-check flight with a new instructor. I did pretty well to his standards (not to mine) and got thrown infront of the line for my checkride on Thursday.
My checkride was a retired (Colonel) Air Force F-16 pilot. He was a very very awesome, cool, nice guy. I ended up rocking my check ride. I flew to "Fowler" airport and then to the area to do maneuvers. I really did use up all my good landings the day before during my solo ride though, and I wasn't happy at all with them. But he was content so thats really all that matters. I came close to blowing it on my simulated engine failure (SFL) and I extended a bit too long and it looked like I was going to come in short (also threw on my flaps way to early) but he convinced me to stick with it, vs going around, and I managed to land pretty much spot on. I then proceeded to destroy (in a good way) all my area manuevers as well as my ground reference manuever (turns around a point).
So after a fairly short oral review after the flight, him asking about general knowledge questions as well as specific DA-20 (the airplane) questions. I was also acing this portion so he cut it short when he deemed me competent.
I finished my departing IFS checklist too late on Wed for me to get out of there that night so I ended up spending one more night and jetted out of there on Thursday.