Moved to Canada

After I made the decision to try out life in Canada, I made contact with a flight school that seemed to stand out over the rest when I searched the internet. They were in Manitoba, a little south of Winnipeg. This was the school that replied to my email when I contacted them about coming to convert my ratings and possibly stay on there as an instructor.

So I made this my starting point. I could go and convert my ratings with them at least, and then see what happened.

As a visitor, a UK citizen does not need any kind of visa to enter Canada. So I just hopped over, went to the school, and I converted my licenses with them. After that, they hired me. I applied for the 12 month working holiday visa and became part of the team. It actually worked out and it all fell into place.


I liked the area, I liked the flying school, and the Canadian's typically live up to the reputation they have about being friendly people. I could see that I was in a place that I could settle in for the time being.


I found a nice top floor balcony apartment to live in on a 3 story building.


There is a park right on the end of the street, with a hill in the middle. Ideal for flying my electric RC plane in the summer evenings, and sledding down the hill in the winter.


From previous chapters, you have figured out just how much I like long executive cruisers for cars. I always said when I got to this side of the Atlantic, I would purchase a Lincoln Towncar. As yet, I haven't done, but I did stumble on a derivative of it at the right price, and so I purchased a Mercury Grand Marquis for the time being.


I worked with the flight school full time during the summer of 2012 and helped with the air cadets that they have each year for six week courses. After that, I was down to 2 students who were casually getting licenses over the course of several months to a year. At this point, this was all I wanted. I had been an instructor now for over six years, and I had built up hours already. I still enjoy instructing in Cessna's. I wouldn't stop doing that casually as long as I keep living in this town.

Once I got down to my 2 part time casual students, I had the time to follow through with another plan I had for when I got to this side of the Atlantic. Now I was in a place where there are proper Semi-trucks with 18 wheels, long square noses and twin chrome exhaust stacks.

Along side flying, I found a freight company that took me on casually, and I was able to start having some real adventures in Peterbilt 379's. I started trucking all over the US and Canada, and loving every mile of it. I went through Nashville, TN and was able to visit Jerry Reed's grave and meet people that knew him. I went to Atlanta, GA and met an old friend down there. I passed through St Louis, MO and caught up with my cousin that you read about from much earlier chapters in this blog.

 
 
I maintained this position long enough to gain my permanent residency in Canada. Then I was free to do what I like and work for whoever I wanted. Stay tuned. There's lots more adventures to be had from here. I'm not done by a long shot.