Funny thing. You know what I remember most about my years spent working as a flight instructor? How many times I had to tell the student sitting to my left in the Cessna 152 to “Let up on the yoke.” This applied to complete neophytes, as well as students who had already soloed but were practicing a new maneuver. I kept it to myself, but I used to call this the “death grip.” They would squeeze the yoke (a rectangular-shaped steering wheel or a simple stick, depending on the plane) so hard that their knuckles would actually turn white. “Let up on ...