I went up a couple of weeks ago after not flying for over a year. Was on a buddy box with the club instructor just in case. Well just in case happened and I nearly buried the plane. Lost orientation and concentration at the same time. The sweetest words are the ones that come from the guy on the other end of the buddy box cord; "I've got it" which means your airplane will live to fly another day. I'm not totally new to this hobby and have flown RC for some time. I learned the lesson. It's not the same as riding a bicycle. You can forget, and you can get past the just rusty stage to the start all over phase.