Apilot friend of mine once described a trip he and I flew in my airplane as “boring.” It was a one-stopper from Wichita to Florida, mostly done in or above IMC and at 11,000 feet msl. It was a smooth flight without any drama, but my passenger found it unsatisfactory because he couldn’t see the ground for most of it. He would have preferred more opportunities to look out the windows as the world slid past, something only possible if we had flown lower and slower, both of which would have made the trip longer and less efficient. He was okay with that, however. I wasn’t.
My principal idea of using an airplane is to go somewhere, preferably as fast as it will carry me. Sure; I enjoy boring holes, chasing down $100 hamburgers and taking in the sights as much as other pilots do, but when there’s someplace else to be, I prefer to get there. That said, it’s rare to find me flying low and slow, except when approaching a runway, simply because there’s less margin for error, especially when flying a single.
