The news media is going bonkers over the news that former Alaska Senator Ted Stevens was killed in the crash of a small plane. Fair enough. But if you *really* want to get to the meat of the story, you’ve just got to read this hard-hitting article:
Update during 1:54 p.m. ET: The Anchorage Daily News reports thats the family crony as well as former help who progressing had pronounced Sen. Ted Stevens had died in the tiny craft pile-up in Alaska right away quotes him as observant which the inform is unconfirmed. Dave Dittman told KTUU TV progressing which he had perceived an overnight call which Stevens had died.
But today, Dittman is observant he’s not sure. “That’s what we listened final night, though it’s not been confirmed,” Dittman tells the Daily News. “I’ve talked to family members this sunrise as well as people with the family who pronounced it hasn’t been reliable to them either.”
Well, obviously!
I’m guessing that this is a Google translation of a non-English report. Very possibly the result of translating an English language report into Foreignese, then into Engrish. If you go to the top of the webpage, it appears to be a webpage dealing with car insurance… but the Engrish is so damned bad in *all* of it that’s it’s really kinda hard to tell.
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I think is a WTF moment.
Key points while flying in Alaska:
1.) Look at your flight plan from point of depatrure to intended destination.
2.) Note the highest mountain range’s highest points between those two points.
3:) On takeoff, exceed that altitude by around 1,000 feet as quickly as possible.
4.) On arrival at your destination airport, spiral down in its landing pattern till you reach its ground level.
You know, after a few hundred fatal air crashes, you would think the Alaskans would have figured this crap out.
That is some entertaining gibberish, must have come directly fropm Barri’s mouthpiece in chief, Bobbie Gibberish. Must have been a slow day at the WH press room so Bobbie did a little freelancing.
Pat? You make 100s of bush flights per year and you are going to have crashes. No matter how good you are, or how good your equipment is, eventually the luck runs out, and luck is the primary factor in flying.
Did anyone ever explain the origin of the news report?
I’m guessing Russian. They used to use “crony” whenever non-USSR politicians were mentioned. I wouldn’t be surprised to find it was originally Japanese, though.
2hotel9 wrote:
“Pat? You make 100s of bush flights per year and you are going to have crashes. No matter how good you are, or how good your equipment is, eventually the luck runs out, and luck is the primary factor in flying.”
Not if you do it right, it isn’t.
You should look at potential dangers that might arise during the flight, and implement flight standards and methods that minimize, if not eliminate, them.
It’s certainly possible to suffer a mechnaical failure that leads to an aircraft crashing; but in a GPS world, flying straight into the side of a mountain because you couldn’t see it (day or night) is pretty much inexcusable.
You clearly know nothing about bush flying. Why am I not surprised. And you are one of those sad little people who think technology solves all problems. So, where is your perfect robot vehicle that never has an acident or breakdown? Lay it on us.
Good point.
Ouch! I need some of that Obama care fast–I hurt my shoulder.
You know, the bolts holding wings on a float-plane are longer than you think. oh, and get well Sean.
Next up, Lori Garver’s brake-lines.
2hotel9 wrote:
“You clearly know nothing about bush flying. Why am I not surprised. And you are one of those sad little people who think technology solves all problems.”
Having worked as a weather observer out at Jamestown Airport for twelve years and telling the pilots what the weather conditions were on the UNICOM, I ran into a lot of float-plane bush pilots (mainly from Minnesota with its multitude of lakes), although only one from Alaska.
Now coonskin hats are one thing, but when you run around in one so big it makes you look like a Cossack and the raccoon’s head is still on the front of it it will make people wonder if they are dealing with a professional pilot or Marty McGeek from Peckerhead Creek.
And you can see old Marty not usin’ them new-fangled GPS gizmos or aeronautical charts, but flying around at night by the seat of his pants.
You know why?
Because that’s the way a _man_ flies a plane.
Maybe a soon-to-be-dead man, but a man none-the-less.
And why that worthless wife of his would ever run off with that smart-ass King Crab fisherman just because he has more money than a bush pilot will ever make is a good question.
That wimp probably uses Gee-Pee-Ess to navigate his crab boat!
Latest info is that the aircraft had some sort of warning system on board that was supposed to help prevent collisions with terrain:
http://www.nytimes.com/2010/08/15/us/politics/15stevens.html
Well “WHOOP-WHOOP! Pull up! Pull Up! ” could be misintepreted…
Wow, you worked in an airport met office and SHAZAM you be a ex-purt on bush flying. Too funny. And then you post a link to an article that shows you are wrong about technology ending all accidents. You really are a sad little squim.
Oh, I been jeeped about the landscape in light aircraft in Alaska, Yukon, BC, Honduras and central Africa, feet wet and dirty, so I have a clue about what pilots do in the left seat under adverse and not so adverse conditions. Also seen what they can do when shot at. Yep, got a clue.