Care to share your story as to what triggered your anxiety surrounding turbulence? Does getting back on the horse and facing your fear help?
Here is my trigger:
I had flown countless times before without an issue. Now I'm not talking about a few trips to NYC or Atlanta from my hometown of Boston, my flying time included trips to Hawaii (twice), London (twice), Greece, California, Vegas (to many times to count), Florida, etc, etc. During all of those trips, the only turbulence I experienced or new of was light turbulence, a little side to side shaking or a few little bumps. I loved airplanes, I loved flying, and I even thought about getting my Pilots license. All that would change on Febuary 17, 2006.
We had booked a flight to visit my in-laws and found a deal on priceline.com. Delta Comair would take us from BOS to JFK on a CRJ-200 and Delta Shuttle America would take us from JFK to AUS on a EMB-170. I was a little concerned about not flying main-line Delta, but oh well. Seeing that the EMB-170 was a new jet, I was excited.
On the second leg of our trip, we boarded the EMB-170 and I was suprised by the spaciousness of the interior. We took off from JFK and I reclined back ready to enjoy the 3+ hour flight to AUS. About 2 hours into the flight, we started to experience light turbulence which was normal to what I had felt on my other trips. Things changed rather quickly. The plane started dropping and swaying from side to side. I quickly grabbed on to the seat in front of me. As I looked out the window I could see that we were surrounded by dark storm clouds. The dropping persisted. I looked back and one of the flight attendants was sitting on the floor, clutching the seat arm next to her. Passengers were crying. As I ooked forward again, you could see the front of the plane literally bending from side to side. Suddenly and without warning, the front of the plane pitched downward and we plunged downard at which time I and several passengers let out the infamous roller-coaster scream. This turbulant ride lasted for 45 minutes until finally the Pilot came on and said we were through the worst of it (after reading this forum, this is only considered Moderate Turbulence
).
We were on the ground 30 minutes later and I was calling the rental car agency planning my drive back to Boston as I was not getting on another plane.
Months later, I realized that I couldn't let my fear stop me from traveling. I thought, how often does this really happen? I had never experience this before and I was a seasoned travelor. Was I just lucky on those past trips? When I get on a plane now, that February day comes back to me as if it happened only yesterday. I ask myself why am I doing this to myself? What use to be an enjoyable experience is now torture. And it hasn't gotten better.
Now, I'm more turbulence aware during my flights. I can feel every little bump, shake, and vibration. I wait for it to get worse, luckily it hasn't to this day. My last trip is on Nov 23, 2007 back to Austin, TX on the same plane. After trying to face my fear, I have decided to give up after this trip. The car is my friend now and that is where you will find me when traveling.
Here is my trigger:
I had flown countless times before without an issue. Now I'm not talking about a few trips to NYC or Atlanta from my hometown of Boston, my flying time included trips to Hawaii (twice), London (twice), Greece, California, Vegas (to many times to count), Florida, etc, etc. During all of those trips, the only turbulence I experienced or new of was light turbulence, a little side to side shaking or a few little bumps. I loved airplanes, I loved flying, and I even thought about getting my Pilots license. All that would change on Febuary 17, 2006.
We had booked a flight to visit my in-laws and found a deal on priceline.com. Delta Comair would take us from BOS to JFK on a CRJ-200 and Delta Shuttle America would take us from JFK to AUS on a EMB-170. I was a little concerned about not flying main-line Delta, but oh well. Seeing that the EMB-170 was a new jet, I was excited.
On the second leg of our trip, we boarded the EMB-170 and I was suprised by the spaciousness of the interior. We took off from JFK and I reclined back ready to enjoy the 3+ hour flight to AUS. About 2 hours into the flight, we started to experience light turbulence which was normal to what I had felt on my other trips. Things changed rather quickly. The plane started dropping and swaying from side to side. I quickly grabbed on to the seat in front of me. As I looked out the window I could see that we were surrounded by dark storm clouds. The dropping persisted. I looked back and one of the flight attendants was sitting on the floor, clutching the seat arm next to her. Passengers were crying. As I ooked forward again, you could see the front of the plane literally bending from side to side. Suddenly and without warning, the front of the plane pitched downward and we plunged downard at which time I and several passengers let out the infamous roller-coaster scream. This turbulant ride lasted for 45 minutes until finally the Pilot came on and said we were through the worst of it (after reading this forum, this is only considered Moderate Turbulence
We were on the ground 30 minutes later and I was calling the rental car agency planning my drive back to Boston as I was not getting on another plane.
Months later, I realized that I couldn't let my fear stop me from traveling. I thought, how often does this really happen? I had never experience this before and I was a seasoned travelor. Was I just lucky on those past trips? When I get on a plane now, that February day comes back to me as if it happened only yesterday. I ask myself why am I doing this to myself? What use to be an enjoyable experience is now torture. And it hasn't gotten better.
Now, I'm more turbulence aware during my flights. I can feel every little bump, shake, and vibration. I wait for it to get worse, luckily it hasn't to this day. My last trip is on Nov 23, 2007 back to Austin, TX on the same plane. After trying to face my fear, I have decided to give up after this trip. The car is my friend now and that is where you will find me when traveling.