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This didn't happen to me, but I heard it in the instructor's crerwroom when I was a QFI at RAF Valley flying the Hawk. One of the exercises we used to do was at high level (around the magic 40000 feet or so). An emergency that was given to the students was a simulated canopy failure that required the aircraft to be put into a max rate descent (throttle idle, airbrakes out, and dive at about mach 0.8 or 0.85).
The fellow instructor was relating the story of how he had given this emergency to his student who proceeded to make just about all the errors possible and still survive.
At the debrief the instructor said something like "That was easily the worse emergency descent from a simulated canopy failure I have ever seen. What did you think you were doing?"
The student replied "I was simulated hypoxic so that was the best I could do."
The fellow instructor was relating the story of how he had given this emergency to his student who proceeded to make just about all the errors possible and still survive.
At the debrief the instructor said something like "That was easily the worse emergency descent from a simulated canopy failure I have ever seen. What did you think you were doing?"
The student replied "I was simulated hypoxic so that was the best I could do."
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lemon_torte:
No wonder he was in a state of confusion then. Personally, I never fly with anyone who's pissed.
this guy had over 30 hours flying time and 7 JARS
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Had an instructor in the tower watching an early solo student. Student calls 'final, touch and go' but in his excitement forgets to take his finger off the PTT.
Cue gales of laughter from us as we hear the aircraft coming down, with a little voice going 'I'm too f***king high, I'm too f***king high, I'm too f***king high'
Cue gales of laughter from us as we hear the aircraft coming down, with a little voice going 'I'm too f***king high, I'm too f***king high, I'm too f***king high'
In a tandem-seat jet trainer, while cruising at around 30,000' on a nav, I felt some of the remnants of the previous night's excesses trying to escape from the rear end. Why not, I thought, believing that filtering the gases through the ejection seat cushion might remove some of its potency.
Wrong. It was truly disgusting, so I switched my mask supply to 100% oxygen, to prevent any cabin air from entering. I said to the student "Better go to 100%, Bloggs!"
"Roger, sir!" came his reply, as he moved the throttle up to 100% power!
It took a good five seconds before I heard him gag and switch over to 100% oxygen. I couldn't see for the tears of laughter.
Wrong. It was truly disgusting, so I switched my mask supply to 100% oxygen, to prevent any cabin air from entering. I said to the student "Better go to 100%, Bloggs!"
"Roger, sir!" came his reply, as he moved the throttle up to 100% power!
It took a good five seconds before I heard him gag and switch over to 100% oxygen. I couldn't see for the tears of laughter.
