Hi, I agree with much of what has been said. My first instructor in a 912 took me up in bumpy air near the coast, scared the crap out of me and said 'you'll need to get used to it if you are going to x country". X country!!! Man, I'd be pleased to get around a circuit and get down again! Alive. Meanwhile it's Sat morning and what seemed like every plane in the world wanted to land to take off, but I was expected to cope with that. Instructor 2, in a quiet rural strip taught me to fly low, but instruction was accompanied every time by a good dollop of criticism, despite my absolute best efforts. Could do no right. Bumps were expected to be dealt with and I was a sissy to worry about them. Talk about feeling like failure. They still scared the crap out of me after 20 hrs..... Finally I sought recommendations and went to a real professional trike instructor in Victoria. Gave me time to adjust, to understand what was happening, taught me gently that the wing would indeed 'fly itself'. Taught me stabilised approaches and how to deal with in flight emergencies. And flights on a late December arvo as the sun was setting over the Murray. So now, after 60+hours, a fortnight ago I finally 'let go' - not literally but with my whole body. I relaxed, really just let my hands damp the movement. And yes the trike moves much more but no longer can I feel the massive pucker factor when it starts getting a little lumpy. Still sometimes mildly apprehensive, but getting there - and it's just magic when it comes together!! I can feel the wind under my hands, not on a leveraged stick behind fibreglass or tin, and know the layers by the change in temperature, and sometimes the smell. Worth the journey - you bet!!!