Your first ever flight
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SVX said:
Nov 1987 BA 737 - not sure of the marque, aged 12 flew into divided Berlin, had to stop in Hannover for a West German passport check.
During the just over a year we lived there I got to fly on Interflug operated Tu-154 and an IL-62.
Most likely would have been a 737-236 like this - During the just over a year we lived there I got to fly on Interflug operated Tu-154 and an IL-62.
Eric Mc said:
Halmyre said:
Cessna 206. I took off in it but didn't land in it. Twice.
Can't remember my first 'proper' flight - might have been a BAe 146, Edinburgh to Birmingham.
First long-haul was Schiphol to Vancouver in a Lockheed MD-11.
McDonnell Douglas MD-11 (the MD stands for McDonnell Douglas).Can't remember my first 'proper' flight - might have been a BAe 146, Edinburgh to Birmingham.
First long-haul was Schiphol to Vancouver in a Lockheed MD-11.
https://aviation-safety.net/wikibase/wiki.php?id=1...
Mate's dad was Cambridge Technical Developments. We used to go up at weekends, his dad leased the plane out to a flying school.
Pupil died in the plane. His dad sold his other plane and he never flew again.
A tragic story all round, but I have brilliant memories of sight seeing.
Mate's dad was Cambridge Technical Developments. We used to go up at weekends, his dad leased the plane out to a flying school.
Pupil died in the plane. His dad sold his other plane and he never flew again.
A tragic story all round, but I have brilliant memories of sight seeing.
June 1996, booked a Holiday in America, TWA flight from Gatwick to St Louis, due to fly in mid Aug. July 1996 TWA Flight 800, exploded over the Atlantic and everyone on board was lost.
Tempted to cancel as our flight was only 3 weeks after Flight 800 was lost, but decided to go ahead.
On the day of the flight, we were in the departure lounge, looking out at the plane we were due to fly on, waiting for boarding which was delayed. Finally they announced that there was a fault with the Air conditioning and we would be delayed until it was fixed. Waited some 3 hours before we were finally boarded. All of the crew were wearing ribbons in remembrance of there colleagues who died on Flight 800. It was eerily quiet on board at first, until the plane was ready to leave, then the Pilot came on the intercom.
He apologised for the delay, mention the ribbons the crew were wearing and why, then confirmed that the delay was to fix the AC and that he wouldn't be prepared to take off unless he knew the flight was as safe as possible.
As the plane taxied out to the runway, and the flaps etc were moving, noticed a great big foot print on the wing, which was a little disconcerting, especially as a couple of feet further along the wing there was a sign saying "No step". We finally took off flying east, (Prevailing wind at the time or something) which meant the plane had to bank and turn sharply after take off, in order to fly west. Sitting by the window I had a perfect view down the wing, to Gatwick airport, which for an age didn't appear to be moving. It felt as if we were about to fall out of the sky.
Main part of the flight went without incident, however due to the delay in taking off, it was announced that passengers for San Francisco (Including us) would be disembarked first, to ensure we met our connecting flight. As we approached St Louis, the Pilot announced that there was a heavy rain storm in progress over the airport and that the decent would be a little bumpy. That was an understatement, The entire aircraft was bouncing up and down and everything was rattling, I could see the wings flexing and the little flaps at the ends of the wings were up and down all over the place. I am sure we were completely weightless on several occasions and would have been floating around the luggage racks had we not had our seat belts on.
As we got lower, it was very dark, and from the window I could make out the water running down the wing of the plane and just about see the small light at the end of the wing. I was peering into the clouds below us, just behind the wing, waiting for my first sight of America. All of a sudden, I could see street lights, roof tops and roads with cars, I was convinced we were about to crash, when there was a fence, a bit of grass and we were on the runway!
Us and around 20 other passengers, were rushed off the flight and given directions to our next departure gate. Didn't have time to breath, however as we started to walk up the corridor from the plane, my leagues were like jelly, I could hardly walk without holding on to something.
Have flown many times since, to America and many other places across Europe and all have been routine. You never forget our first!
Tempted to cancel as our flight was only 3 weeks after Flight 800 was lost, but decided to go ahead.
On the day of the flight, we were in the departure lounge, looking out at the plane we were due to fly on, waiting for boarding which was delayed. Finally they announced that there was a fault with the Air conditioning and we would be delayed until it was fixed. Waited some 3 hours before we were finally boarded. All of the crew were wearing ribbons in remembrance of there colleagues who died on Flight 800. It was eerily quiet on board at first, until the plane was ready to leave, then the Pilot came on the intercom.
He apologised for the delay, mention the ribbons the crew were wearing and why, then confirmed that the delay was to fix the AC and that he wouldn't be prepared to take off unless he knew the flight was as safe as possible.
As the plane taxied out to the runway, and the flaps etc were moving, noticed a great big foot print on the wing, which was a little disconcerting, especially as a couple of feet further along the wing there was a sign saying "No step". We finally took off flying east, (Prevailing wind at the time or something) which meant the plane had to bank and turn sharply after take off, in order to fly west. Sitting by the window I had a perfect view down the wing, to Gatwick airport, which for an age didn't appear to be moving. It felt as if we were about to fall out of the sky.
Main part of the flight went without incident, however due to the delay in taking off, it was announced that passengers for San Francisco (Including us) would be disembarked first, to ensure we met our connecting flight. As we approached St Louis, the Pilot announced that there was a heavy rain storm in progress over the airport and that the decent would be a little bumpy. That was an understatement, The entire aircraft was bouncing up and down and everything was rattling, I could see the wings flexing and the little flaps at the ends of the wings were up and down all over the place. I am sure we were completely weightless on several occasions and would have been floating around the luggage racks had we not had our seat belts on.
As we got lower, it was very dark, and from the window I could make out the water running down the wing of the plane and just about see the small light at the end of the wing. I was peering into the clouds below us, just behind the wing, waiting for my first sight of America. All of a sudden, I could see street lights, roof tops and roads with cars, I was convinced we were about to crash, when there was a fence, a bit of grass and we were on the runway!
Us and around 20 other passengers, were rushed off the flight and given directions to our next departure gate. Didn't have time to breath, however as we started to walk up the corridor from the plane, my leagues were like jelly, I could hardly walk without holding on to something.
Have flown many times since, to America and many other places across Europe and all have been routine. You never forget our first!
Manx Airlines BAe 146 I think. Liverpool to the Isle of Man for the TT. We should have been getting the ferry but it had crashed a few days before and was running behind schedule so the foot passengers got to fly over instead. I remember seeing the boat we should have been on part way over but can't really remember much of the flight, I was 15/16 I think.
No idea and no memories for me, I'm told I was around 18 months old in the summer of 1979 and we went on holiday to Spain. Family holidays every year meant heading to an airport always seemed fun and exciting.
First light aircraft. in ATC in 1990 ish, Chipmunk flying at Finningley.
Don't mind flying and travel, however, hate airports. Probably the amount of time spent in and around them over the years, any charm they once held as a child is long gone.
First light aircraft. in ATC in 1990 ish, Chipmunk flying at Finningley.
Don't mind flying and travel, however, hate airports. Probably the amount of time spent in and around them over the years, any charm they once held as a child is long gone.
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