Nick..
I am the exact opposite of most of the previous posts..
I am the first person in three generations of my family to make it out of High School..I have no college..non-military...Im too tall...Too old..Ive got less than perfect eyes,ect ect..
I had been told by a family member that the only way i would get near a jet would be to drive a fuel truck..
To say that my parents were less than supportive of my desire to fly would be a gross understatment..
But...Regardless of what was going on in my life one thing never changed..I loved airplanes..And i WAS going to be a pilot..Period..
So..One of the first things you have to decide is this.....Do you really,really love to fly?...Do you really want to be an airline pilot?Think about it..Your honesty with yourself may be the key to your success!!
I assume that you do..
Now that you have heard about flight schools,college,the military and every other path to the left seat of a jet...Let me tell you a little about mine..
On my last day at a well known flight school in Florida i had met a guy that had put together every cent he could to go to the school..I told him i would give him all my left over can goods if he could come and pick them up...After waiting for over an hour later than i had agreed to, i put the can goods in the dumpster and drove to the rental office to turn in my keys..As i drove out of the parking lot i caught sight of him jumping over the side of the dumpter to get the cans of food..I thought to myself "that guy really wants to be here"....
After leaving flight school with a pocket full of tickets,
I managed to drive to every airport with a flight school in every state between Florida and Virginia..No luck..I tried for two months in Virginia to find a job...I finally heard about a guy that owned an airport that knowbody would work for...I called this guy for a week straight and went to his office several times..He finally agreed to see me...We met at his airport...He walked into the lobby and asked who i was and if i could fly a C152..He pointed at one and told me to preflight it and i would give him dual in it when i was ready...
A soft field takeoff,power on stall,simulated engine failure,A low altitude transistion from a power off landing to a soft field landing to a full stop..All in one turn around the pattern..
I park the plane and he gets out and slams the door and walks off..Not a word..
I go into the lobby and there was a C-210 aircraft manual on the counter..I was told to be back there at three to take up a sight seeing flight in the 210 and to go check myself out in it..
I got ten bucks per flight hour on the Hobbs..Five for ground school...I had no students..But i had a job...A job that knowbody wanted..
I got my ATP at 310 hours...Airplanes,Tractors,and Packards..I washed them all..
The guy later told me he gave me the job because he thought that was the only way i would stop bugging him..
I went to one of three airports everyday for three straight years..I never missed a day..During those three years i taught a bunch of people to fly,chased forest fires,towed gliders,flew traffic patrol,hauled sky divers,and every other thing you can think of with a piston powered airplane...And ate an awful lot of peanut butter and tuna fish on wheat..
One day a guy was sitting on a bench at the airport and as i walked in i offered to buy him a Coke..He said make it a Cherry Coke and i had a deal..We got to talking and the next thing i know he tells me about a guy thats flying freight at night and hes looking for pilots...He writes down a number and tells me his name and hands me the number...My first 135 job..Flying night freight in a piston single over the mountains in winter...But i had a job...A job that knowbody wanted.. But a priceless job that taught me the true meaning of IFR..Ice..CG..Trim...Fear..and many other things..
After getting my ATP i took a job during the day driving a van to DCA/Washinton National Airport...My plan was to post my resume on every door on the airport..In every pilot lounge..On every desk.. Picture this..A guy walks in the pilot lounge at Signature Flight Support wearing a bus drivers uniform...Wades thru the group of corperate pilots fighting over popcorn and the WSI machine...And drops his resume on every table..Five days a week..Yep...Thats me...
No..I didnt get a job as a result of doing all this...I got the respect of someone who watched me do this day after day..Someone i didnt really know..Until later...
Some time later i get this call from a guy. He asked me if i wanted to take a ride in a Learjet...He needed to move one for some paint work and asked if i wanted to go....
Anyway..Remember the Cherry Coke...Turns out the guy was a Learjet pilot...Next thing i know im sitting next to the guy i had bought a Coke years before and he is letting me fly a Lear 35..My first jet time..
Years later this same guy would call me up one day and offer me one of the best jobs ive ever had...Not bad for a .50 Cherry Coke..
I guess what im trying to say in my own,long,drawn out way is this..
Dont be afraid to take a less than perfect job...What you may learn might be priceless.
If you really want the job..Dont be afraid of bugging people..
Be kind to everyone you fly with..Sooner or later it WILL be returned to you..
You have to love flying more than anything in the world..Otherwise the price will always be too high,the pay too little,the sacrifices too many..
Never,ever forget that the world of aviation is very small..The upper reaches of aviation are even smaller...Your reputation will always be questioned by your peers..Its part of the job..
Last..But not least..Never,ever give up..No matter what..DO what you have to do to make it happen..And make it happen now..Not tomorrow..
Oh..One last thing...
The guy i told you about that jumped into the dumpster after the can goods..
Well..Almost eleven years later to the day he and i were sitting together in the front of a Boeing 737-700NG..I was flying my first leg after IOE as a First Officer...He was the Captain writing my first line evaluation...
Yes..Its a very small world out there..
You have much to look forward to..No matter what path you choose,I hope you choose to enjoy every minute of it..
I have..And still do..
Be well..
MLBWINGBORN