As I edit Flight For Safety, I am reminded how much we can learn from honest fiction. Honest Fiction? Sounds like an oxymoron. But there is more truth that you know, and we can learn from it.
Long-term memories are made when emotion is involved. When we see the action verses hearing or seeing the words, we remember. I am willing to bet that all of you can remember a highly emotional situation, no matter what it was, that you were involved in. Imagine if you could read a a fun story and learn something that will stay with you forever. Perhaps save your life, and those of your passengers. My goal is to take you into the story so you feel the emotion.
For those of you who know me, I have spent 22 years instructing on many different Boeing aircraft. Now I am on the Airbus A330, and I'm writing fiction. What do you think is going to happen in Flight For Safey? You just can't take the teacher out of the pilot once it has been ingrained.
I am taking you into the flight deck of another world and you will learn many things the easy and fun way. After much research and a huge thanks to the assistance of my technical editor, Bill Palmer (the pilot who wrote the systems manuals and help to put the A330 into service at Northwest Airlines), every detail will be accurate. The story will take you to the next level of understanding, and a greater level of fear.
Not a pilot? Who cares. Flight For Control pulled everyone into the story for one heck of a ride. With powerful characters, strong women, an important message, and a little sex... what's not to love?
Teaser Alert~
Rain streamed up the
windshield. Darby had never seen such a thing. The outside air temperature was
-50C and the total air temperature was -21C. Was it possible to get liquid water at these temps?
“Beep.
Beep. Beep. Ding. Ding. Ding.” The master warning and master caution lights
flashed, and the airplane cried warning. The autopilot and autothrust had both
disconnected.
Their
airspeed indicators rolled back to 65 knots. The flight directors disappeared.
A roar like machine gun fire attacking the plane, vibrated in the flight deck.
Messages displayed rapidly across the ECAM—Electronic Centralized
Aircraft Monitor, and were being replaced by others faster than she could see what
they were.
“Jesus fucking Christ!” Keith yelled.
One hand grabbed for the thrust and his other grabbed the stick.
“Don’t
do anything!” Darby yelled over the noise. “Let the plane fly.”
“Stall!
Stall! Stall!” The plane cried.
“We’re not stalling,” Darby yelled. “Look at our ground speed," She said pressing the data
button on the MCDU and then selecting GPS data. “Here ya go…We’ve got a ground
speed of 486 knots.”
“Ding.” The plane warned them that the autothrust was disconnected, and would
continue to scream every five seconds until they acknowledged it. But if they
left the thrust levers alone the power would remain in the last setting. If it
were good enough before, it was good enough now—and one less thing to worry
about.
Darby looked back at her PFD. Their pitch was supposed to be at 3 degrees for
level flight.
They were at 10 degrees and increasing! What the hell?
They were at 10 degrees and increasing! What the hell?
“Stop climbing,” Darby yelled. The A330 could pitch up to 10 to 12 degrees
very rapidly
without much effort.
without much effort.
“What?”
“Don’t climb. Bring the pitch down to three degrees.”
“Ding.”
“But I let go of the stick.” Keith yelled. “It shouldn’t be climbing.”
“It's going where you told it to go,” Darby shouted, as she pushed the stick
forward. “We have to put it on 3 degree line.”
“DUAL INPUT!” a synthetic voice blared over the speakers. Keith was back on the
controls—they were both flying the plane. She focused on the goal of level
flight, and her hand hovered over the stick. Once
stable, she removed it, but kept a watchful eye on the pitch attitude.
“Ding.”
Unlike the Boeing, the A330 trimmed to relieve elevator pressure for whatever
pitch attitude the pilot wanted without the pilot's help. When Keith had let go
of the stick, the stick had moved to neutral but the nose stayed pointed up
because he had put it there.
"Ding."
This
was the first plane Darby had flown that the pilots did not trim. It took an
effort to pull a Boeing into a stall with cruise power and not touching the
trim. Not the Airbus, because it trimmed itself. The A330 was smart. But not
smart enough to out think a pilot who screwed up when the plane was in
Alternate Law.
“Shit. What the hell is this?” Keith said, breathing rapidly. Almost
hyperventilating.
“Ding.”
“You’re in Alternate law. Just fly what you’ve got.” But he had a death
grip on the stick and worked it hard. “Just little pressures to keep her level.
You’re not whacking off, just flying a plane.”
“Ding.”
“What
about our power? I…I think the autothrust is off.” The plane bounced and
rocked.
“Ding.”
“Don’t
rock the wings, you’re inducing instability,” she said. “Your autothrust is
off. Don’t worry.”
Test your A330 (and story) knowledge:
- Why did they get a stall warning if they weren't stalling?
- Why did the plane stay pointed up if Keith put the controls back to Neutral?
- Why is it easier to stall an Airbus while in Alternate Law, than a Boeing?
- Why is it easier to stall a Boeing than a Airbus in Normal Law?
- Why did Darby say put the plane on the 3 degree line?
- What was that ding, and how can they make it stop?
- Why didn't Keith have to worry about the autothrust being off?
- Is Darby a Captain or First Officer?
Enjoy the Journey! Remember to get your copy of Flight For Control so you'll be ready for the continuation of the drama...
XO Karlene
