Ansett and the Fokker Friendship
From memory they were part of one of Abeles trips to the Paris airshow where he wandered around and ordered aircraft at will. Ansett was joint launch customer for the Fokker 50, and I think those around would agree it was a case of don't buy the A model of anything. Heaps of teething problems initially - i'm sure a lot of the others will elaborate on them ! Ansett also launched the A320-200 as well, and was a very early operator of the 767-200 and 737-300 as well.
Silly Old Git
I think there were a few flame outs with the F50?
I remember crewing a brand new 733 from MEL, the plastic was still on the seats. Both A/Ps dropped out not long after departure
I remember crewing a brand new 733 from MEL, the plastic was still on the seats. Both A/Ps dropped out not long after departure
tinpis - I remeber a jumpseat ride on a A320 when they were brand new - having a chat as pax were getting off and total silence, darkness and blank screens - Captain and F/O look at each other and say 'what the *uck happened'.
I think that was the airbus catch phrase - what the *uck happend and whats it doing now
I think that was the airbus catch phrase - what the *uck happend and whats it doing now
“…total silence, darkness and blank screens.”
By George:
That rather reminds me of the time that you and I proved it was possible (despite what Boeing said) to electrically power both sides of a B737 with the APU while in flight!
By George:
That rather reminds me of the time that you and I proved it was possible (despite what Boeing said) to electrically power both sides of a B737 with the APU while in flight!
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Originally Posted by puff
what the *uck happend and whats it doing now
Dora-9 ..... Ah yes, I remember that one, my fault though, 'cos it was in my scan. The famous "why is that blue light on?" I remember another one where the cabin crew complained of a 'popping noise' down the back. It was only the APU gasping on its last legs in the rarified air. Tricky little devils these jet thingies.
Seeing it's that the time of year to buy presents, I saw in Europe recently that Airfix has re-issued the 1/72nd kit of the F27. It's in the colours of the opposition, 'TAA', in the mid-seventies with the blue and red cheat line scheme. It wouldn't be hard to make an Ansett one of the black and orange era. I get all light-headed thinking of the orange min-skirts and bee-hive hats, the Darwin Travelodge, 'the Two Jacks', many memories. The last man standing should write a book, especially if he knows a good lawyer.
Sixtiesrelic:
Emeritus has asked me to confess that he DID use a gyro-stabilized tripod, only it was 6500 feet high! See photo:
Isn’t it a lovely aeroplane though?
By George:
Nice of you to take the blame for our episode, but I’ve always considered it my fault for mercilessly hassling you to hurry up!
Be warned the Airfix kit is of a -100; you’ll have to change the propellors and add a second heat exchanger scoop to the rear fuselage. However it looks very good made up!
Cheers.
Emeritus has asked me to confess that he DID use a gyro-stabilized tripod, only it was 6500 feet high! See photo:
Isn’t it a lovely aeroplane though?
By George:
Nice of you to take the blame for our episode, but I’ve always considered it my fault for mercilessly hassling you to hurry up!
Be warned the Airfix kit is of a -100; you’ll have to change the propellors and add a second heat exchanger scoop to the rear fuselage. However it looks very good made up!
Cheers.
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The last man standing should write a book, especially if he knows a good lawyer.
ahh .. don't do that .. too many of us have far too many skeletons buried in back of the closet albeit some of the worst cases progressively are shuffling off the mortal coil. For me, I deny with the greatest conviction each and every allegation relating to alleged indiscretions in advance .. including the ones relating to overnights when I wasn't even there ... some of those, however, do bring a contemplative and reflective smile to the face on occasion when one harks back over a good port in the old rocking chair ...
I get all light-headed thinking of the orange min-skirts and bee-hive hats, the Darwin Travelodge, 'the Two Jacks', many memories
That about sums it up in précis.
Malevolent Checkers dream machine.
There was a simple fix for landing the beast but it was readily defeated if you elected to try with your eyes open. On the other hand the 722 sorted me out for quite a while until I realised it was just a big C150 .. and, yet, the 721 was the most delightful pussycat of an aeroplane ..
ahh .. don't do that .. too many of us have far too many skeletons buried in back of the closet albeit some of the worst cases progressively are shuffling off the mortal coil. For me, I deny with the greatest conviction each and every allegation relating to alleged indiscretions in advance .. including the ones relating to overnights when I wasn't even there ... some of those, however, do bring a contemplative and reflective smile to the face on occasion when one harks back over a good port in the old rocking chair ...
I get all light-headed thinking of the orange min-skirts and bee-hive hats, the Darwin Travelodge, 'the Two Jacks', many memories
That about sums it up in précis.
Malevolent Checkers dream machine.
There was a simple fix for landing the beast but it was readily defeated if you elected to try with your eyes open. On the other hand the 722 sorted me out for quite a while until I realised it was just a big C150 .. and, yet, the 721 was the most delightful pussycat of an aeroplane ..
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John Tulla,By George & the rest of you F27 drivers,
Awwww,come on,tell us youngins some stories. Aviators LOVE stories & now you've got us all interested. Just start by saying "I once heard from a mate of a mate.....". That way no one can tell if the story is fact or fiction & everyone can get a good laugh out of it or learn a valuable lesson. Awww,come on. PLEEEEZ.
Awwww,come on,tell us youngins some stories. Aviators LOVE stories & now you've got us all interested. Just start by saying "I once heard from a mate of a mate.....". That way no one can tell if the story is fact or fiction & everyone can get a good laugh out of it or learn a valuable lesson. Awww,come on. PLEEEEZ.
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Dare we be so reckless ?
or learn a valuable lesson ..
I suspect the lessons we olde phartes learned in days of long ago are no longer as relevant as they may have been back then.
Indeed, a mate flying with one of the current carriers observed in a telecon the other day that one of his management folk had issued some document purporting to direct pilots how to behave themselves on overnights ... we had a collective chuckle and observed, with weary visage, that it probably was time to put ourselves out to pasture.
I recall, quite fondly, folk such as the wonderful Chrissy M et al who trained up us young chaps in RON protocols and woebetide if any of us stepped out of line without an invitation. Then there was Margie C who, for reasons known only to herself, took me under her ample wing as a young F/O in the best protective grandmotherly fashion ... I learned, very quickly, that hosties younger than a respectable age really had a way to go before attaining the goddess-like aura of their elder sisters ...
I recall, although through great haze, my very first RON on the Mouse in Mt Gambier .. the girls drank both of us under the table and proceeded to throw us one each over their shoulders and carried us back to the pub. There was a scurrilous story (about the other bloke as I recall
) and something to do with skinny dipping in the pool at a ridiculously late hour.
I recall, with the greatest of fond memories, Alice during a track trip with a gang of four whom one would die for. The four of us went out to Standley Chasm in the Moke, complete with survival kit .. the girls weren't too sure as Graeme and I were singing our silly heads off all the way .. stone cold sober. Wonderful night ...
That's enough G-rated nonsense from me ....
or learn a valuable lesson ..
I suspect the lessons we olde phartes learned in days of long ago are no longer as relevant as they may have been back then.
Indeed, a mate flying with one of the current carriers observed in a telecon the other day that one of his management folk had issued some document purporting to direct pilots how to behave themselves on overnights ... we had a collective chuckle and observed, with weary visage, that it probably was time to put ourselves out to pasture.
I recall, quite fondly, folk such as the wonderful Chrissy M et al who trained up us young chaps in RON protocols and woebetide if any of us stepped out of line without an invitation. Then there was Margie C who, for reasons known only to herself, took me under her ample wing as a young F/O in the best protective grandmotherly fashion ... I learned, very quickly, that hosties younger than a respectable age really had a way to go before attaining the goddess-like aura of their elder sisters ...
I recall, although through great haze, my very first RON on the Mouse in Mt Gambier .. the girls drank both of us under the table and proceeded to throw us one each over their shoulders and carried us back to the pub. There was a scurrilous story (about the other bloke as I recall
) and something to do with skinny dipping in the pool at a ridiculously late hour.I recall, with the greatest of fond memories, Alice during a track trip with a gang of four whom one would die for. The four of us went out to Standley Chasm in the Moke, complete with survival kit .. the girls weren't too sure as Graeme and I were singing our silly heads off all the way .. stone cold sober. Wonderful night ...
That's enough G-rated nonsense from me ....
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Awww Ok then.
Heard the following story from a mate of a mate of a mate.
As we know Check Captains sit in the office all day dreaming up sneaky check questions but occasionally do the odd line flight. This was one.
Its night and CC "Ace" is flying into Sydney at night landing on RWY 34.
The parking bay is one of the usual up near the Ansett terminal.
The briefing is "we will hold off on ground fine pitch so we can take the last taxiway and not hold anyone up". This was pretty standard procedure on the line but it was a bit unexpected for a checkie to do it.
At about 50 feet "Ace" decides to not touchdown but fly level up the runway till past the intersection. There he very smoothly touches down. Still no GFP and whoops there goes the taxiway. F/O utters expletive. The penny drops and he goes for it, somehow missing the selection but gets it next go. As anyone who has hit the brakes hard on an F27 knows not much happens for a few secs but then things start to really happen. The maxarets get a very good workout and the thing pulls up just short of using the whole nine yards. Not much talking happening now.
Fast forward a few days and memo comes out. Pilots must land at the normal touchdown point on RWY 34 under all circumstances.
Heard the following story from a mate of a mate of a mate.
As we know Check Captains sit in the office all day dreaming up sneaky check questions but occasionally do the odd line flight. This was one.
Its night and CC "Ace" is flying into Sydney at night landing on RWY 34.
The parking bay is one of the usual up near the Ansett terminal.
The briefing is "we will hold off on ground fine pitch so we can take the last taxiway and not hold anyone up". This was pretty standard procedure on the line but it was a bit unexpected for a checkie to do it.
At about 50 feet "Ace" decides to not touchdown but fly level up the runway till past the intersection. There he very smoothly touches down. Still no GFP and whoops there goes the taxiway. F/O utters expletive. The penny drops and he goes for it, somehow missing the selection but gets it next go. As anyone who has hit the brakes hard on an F27 knows not much happens for a few secs but then things start to really happen. The maxarets get a very good workout and the thing pulls up just short of using the whole nine yards. Not much talking happening now.
Fast forward a few days and memo comes out. Pilots must land at the normal touchdown point on RWY 34 under all circumstances.
Reference to ASP reminds me of the occassion when a 40 seat F27 was scheduled to operate 3 local flights for a school group totaling 120. The F27 arrived in ASP late so it was decided 2 flights would operate with 60 on each. From memory the Capt was Cr....... Ka.. who also held/holds the record of 1:45 for a F27 MEL-LST-DPO.
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They were much more respectable in Brissy.
Wild young FO had become a mighy MOUSE captain.
First flight on the line he's bein' REAL professional and is a bit boring... he's takin' himself so seriously.
Gladstone overnight where the surley Pommy motel owner insists we give our surnames first and always calls F.Os FLIGHT officer when checkin' in and doesn't seem to approve of happiness in any form.
Captain only has two small beers and goes to bed at the hour little kids are still up.
Crew plot during their quieties after work.
2 AM Captain's door is hammered on and he shoots up to it, thikin' he's gone an' bloody done it and slept in.
Crew with bags and uniforms standin outside say , "Bus'll be here any tick... you up yet?"
Slams door, heart goin a million to the secondand heads for the uniform all set out and bag ready for jamies and razor then can be zipped up.
More hammerin' on the door and he's let in on the secret.
Didn't sleep too well till alarm went off at set time of an hour before pick up.
That probably happened a few times ... I just loved it when I heard the names of the wicked... forget exactly who now. There's a couple of heros I get mixed up in who did what.
Wild young FO had become a mighy MOUSE captain.
First flight on the line he's bein' REAL professional and is a bit boring... he's takin' himself so seriously.
Gladstone overnight where the surley Pommy motel owner insists we give our surnames first and always calls F.Os FLIGHT officer when checkin' in and doesn't seem to approve of happiness in any form.
Captain only has two small beers and goes to bed at the hour little kids are still up.
Crew plot during their quieties after work.
2 AM Captain's door is hammered on and he shoots up to it, thikin' he's gone an' bloody done it and slept in.
Crew with bags and uniforms standin outside say , "Bus'll be here any tick... you up yet?"
Slams door, heart goin a million to the secondand heads for the uniform all set out and bag ready for jamies and razor then can be zipped up.
More hammerin' on the door and he's let in on the secret.
Didn't sleep too well till alarm went off at set time of an hour before pick up.
That probably happened a few times ... I just loved it when I heard the names of the wicked... forget exactly who now. There's a couple of heros I get mixed up in who did what.