FirmhandKY -> RE: Spot The Lie. (11/12/2011 9:26:19 PM)
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ORIGINAL: FirmhandKY 1. I survived a commercial airline diaster, when the aircraft was flying over the Pacific Ocean in the middle of the night. Later, detailed simulations of the incident showed that there was no way that the aircraft could have ever successfully landed after the damage it incurred. 2. I have been on board aircraft at least three other times in which I was almost killed, due to weather, mechanical failure or pilot error. I have no fear of flying. 3. I wrote the core of the both of the official US Army OPLANS for the Defense of the Mariania Islands, and for the State of Alaska, in the late 1980s, even though I didn't know it until after they were adopted. 4. I have visited, or spent extended time on all seven continents. I'm kinda tired, been driving all day, so I'll do this slowly, one at a time. [8D][;)] 1. I survived a commercial airline diaster, when the aircraft was flying over the Pacific Ocean in the middle of the night. Later, detailed simulations of the incident showed that there was no way that the aircraft could have ever successfully landed after the damage it incurred. True. United Airlines Flight 811, from Honolulu to New Zealand and Australia. [image]http://www.warman.demon.co.uk/anna/united.jpg[/image] I was stationed in Hawaii, and flying with a friend to "Down Under" for a recon and prep for joint training with the Aussie Army. We left on the Red Eye at 2 am in the morning. Notes from Wikipedia about the incident: United Airlines Flight 811 experienced a cargo door failure in flight on Friday, February 24, 1989, after its stopover at Honolulu International Airport, Hawaii. The resulting decompression blew out several rows of seats, killing 9 passengers. Flight 811 took off from Honolulu International Airport bound for Auckland, New Zealand with 3 flight crew, 15 flight attendants, and 337 passengers at approximately 01:52 HST. Its flight crew consisted of Captain David Cronin, First Officer Al Slader and Flight Engineer Mark Thomas. During the climb, the crew made preparations to detour around thunderstorms along the aircraft's track; anticipating turbulence, the captain kept the seat-belt sign lit. Around this time (02:08) the plane had been flying for approximately 16 minutes and was passing between 22,000 and 23,000 feet (6,700–7,000 m). In the business-class section, a grinding noise was heard, followed by a loud thud which rattled the whole aircraft — 1½ seconds later the forward cargo-door blew out abruptly. The pressure differential caved in the main cabin floor above the door, causing ten seats (8G&H through 12G&H) and an individual seated in 9F to be ejected from the cabin, resulting in nine fatalities (seats 8G and 12G were empty) and leaving a gaping hole in the aircraft. ... Mae Sapolu, a flight-attendant in the Business-Class cabin, was almost pulled out of the plane, but was seen by passengers and fellow crew clinging to a seat leg; they were able to pull her to safety inside the cabin, although she was severely injured. The pilots began an emergency descent to get the aircraft rapidly down to breathable air, while performing a 180-degree left turn to take them back to Honolulu. The decompression had damaged components of the on-board emergency oxygen supply system, which is primarily located in the forward cargo sidewall area, just aft of the cargo door. During the descent Captain Cronin had ordered Flight Engineer Randal Thomas to tell the flight attendants to prepare for an emergency landing, but he was unable to contact the flight attendants. Thomas asked the captain if he could go down and find out what was happening. Cronin agreed. Thomas saw severe damage immediately upon leaving the cockpit: the aircraft's skin was peeled off in some areas on the upper deck revealing the frames and stringers. As he went down to the lower deck the magnitude of the damage became obvious as he now saw the gigantic hole in the side of the plane. Thomas came back to the cockpit, visibly pale, and reported that large section of fuselage aft of the Number 1 exit door was open. He concluded that it was probably a bomb, and considering the condition of the plane, it would be unwise to exceed 250 knots (460 km/h). The plane's stall speed was around 240 knots (440 km/h), producing a narrow operating envelope. The debris ejected from the plane during the explosive decompression caused severe damage to the number 3 and 4 engines, causing visible fires in both. The crew did not get fire warnings from either of them, although engine 3 was experiencing heavy vibration, no N1 reading, and low EGT and EPR, leading the crew to deactivate it. At 02:10, an emergency was declared, and the crew began dumping fuel to get the plane's weight down to an acceptable landing weight. Initially, they pushed the number 4 engine slightly to help force the plane down faster, but once they noticed it was giving almost no N1, high EGT, and was emitting flames, they shut it down also. Some of the explosively ejected debris damaged the right wing's LEDs (Leading Edge Devices), dented the horizontal stabilizer on that side, and even struck the tailfin. NTSB reports found human remains in the fan blades of Number 3 engine, bringing a cold comfort that some of the victims died almost instantly as they were pulled out of the plane. ... In 1989, the flight crew received the Secretary's Award for Heroism for their actions. United Airlines ran a simulation through a flight simulator and were, despite many attempts and variable tweaks, unable to successfully land a plane after losing the forward cargo door. The pilot, Captain Cronin was on his last flight, prior to retirement. I don't think any less experienced Captain would have successfully brought the plane down in one piece. The man was fucking cool as ice, brilliant as hell, and talked with us just before we landed. I was sitting in one of the "Emergency Exit" seats, on the same side as the explosion, two sections back (My sections oxygen system was the one not working). My job was to be the first out, and then help people out, while my flying mate's job was to shove them out the door. When I got to the bottom, emergency personnel were already there and screamed at me to run like hell .... I looked down and everywhere was slick with jet fuel. Any spark, and the entire area would explode. I and my friend got debriefed early that morning by the NTSB, and caught another flight going the same route the next day. To this day, I always identify the exits when I'm on an aircraft, and figure out what I will have to do in an emergency. Firm
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