I was in a Bell 47 helicopter when i was 10, my friend’s dad was a pilot for Bell. On a Saturday morning I went to my friend’s house. His dad asked if I wanted to go to the airport, I said yes . . told my mom I was going to go to airport and would be back later in the day. Tommy’s dad paid for lunch; at Bell the three of us took off and flew for almost and hour.
I never told my mom.
Los Angeles in late spring temp was not a problem.