The Adventures of
David
Elizabeth
and Leif

Test flying a brand new A320

March 9th, 2006

We left New York for Toulouse on Tuesday evening, 3/7. The redeye to Toulouse was … well it was a redeye. Lufthansa took good care of us, but we arrived in Munich, Germany for our connection pretty tired. However, I perked up when I got off the plane when I saw the Paualaner beer sign. Since it was still beer-drinking hours in the US, I decided that I’d have eggs and beer for breakfast. It was good.

Our flight to Toulouse was fine, although the pilot of the CRJ-100 that we flew was a little hyperactive with the controls on landing approach and rocked us in the back pretty bad. Elizabeth wasn’t feeling all that good when we landed.

Airbus sent a van to take us to our hotel — the Crown Plaza Place Capitole. It was really nice. We crashed and woke up for a really nice French dinner with the rest of the delivery crew — two technicians who would inspect the aircraft and eventually do the closing (on a $45+ million dollar plane) and a captain who was forced to retire because of the FAA’s rule that mandates all airline pilots retire at age 60. (The US is one of 3 countries who use this age, the rest of the world uses 65 as the manditory retirement age…)

We sampled the distinctly Toulouse-ian dish of Cassoulet.

The next day Elizabeth stayed in town and I went to the Airbus factory for a day of ground and flight testing. On the ground we tricked the airplane into thinking it was in the air so that we could verify the proper functioning of all normal and emergency systems. Then we took a test flight.

On taxi-out, we got several glimpses of what will soon be the largest passenger aircraft in the world, the A380.

Here’s another picture of an Airbus being flight-tested: the A340-600, taking off in the rain (through our rainy windshield).

Part of our flight test involved verifying the proper functioning of the aircraft’s fly-by-wire system where a computer interprets all human commands to the aircraft and maneuvers the plane. Here we’re climbing at almost 10,000 feet every minute. For reference, a normal climb on takeoff is about 2500 feet per minute.

We also tested the bank-limiting systems of the fly-by-wire. Here, Captain Earl is rolling into a 67 degree angle of bank. When the aircraft got to that bank, the computer stopped letting us bank further. When Earl released the controls, the airplane rolled back toward a normal angle.

While we were testing the aircraft systems, our technicians were continuing their extremely thorough inspection of the cabin of the aircraft.

After this, we depressurized the cabin, verifying that the oxygen masks automatically drop. Then we descended back for some stalls. Finally, we came back in for an autoland where the computer actually lands the aircraft.

We did that as a touch-and-go where a takeoff is immediately conducted after we touch down. On our climbout we simulated the failure of the electrical systems of the airplane. This caused the RAT (ram air turbine) to automatically deploy to provide emergency electrical power. Here’s the RAT deployed after landing.

Our flight showed that we were receiving another excellent aircraft from Airbus with only a few very minor maintenance items to deal with. By the next time I saw the airplane, they were all fixed and my company was the new owner!

More Toulouse pictures to come!

Elizabeth’s Muppet Persona

March 6th, 2006

You Are Kermit


Hi, ho! Lovable and friendly, you get along well with everyone you know.
You’re a big thinker, and sometimes you over think life’s problems.
Don’t worry – everyone know’s it’s not easy being green.
Just remember, time’s fun when you’re having flies!
The Muppet Personality Test

Ahhh the breeze…

March 4th, 2006

Ever see one of these?

Here, I’ll give you a little perspective by zooming out…

Still not sure … here’s another view …

OK … if you either got it or give up, here’s what you’re looking at:

A beech with no footprints. I don’t think I’ve ever seen one. Especially one this close to NYC:

Today I took the dogs to Breezy Point. It’s a spit of sand and dunes on the western end of the Atlantic Beaches of Queens. Since I didn’t have 4 wheel drive, I had to park and walk about a half-mile down a sand path to get to the beach. When I got there I was amazed that there was nobody there … exept for a guy who drove on the beach with his dog.

After their amazement, the dogs decided to play.

It’s funny how it’s always Sam who is attacking Marley… here she’s satisfied that Marley has been "dealt with."

And lest you think it was a nice pleasant day, the temperature was about 35 degrees and the wind was blowing about 30 mph from the NW.

Here’s the view down the "point" — I walked out about 1/3 of the way and decided it was stupid to risk life and limb on slippery rocks in a gale surrounded by winter North Atlantic water.

Looking the other way down the jetty, the NY skyline. To the left would be the roller coasters on Coney Island.

After playing for a while, the dogs got tired. Then they started to seem like they were annoyed by the wind.

When Marley realized I wasn’t quite done being on the beach, she cheered up and decided to warm up too!

Sam, on the other hand, decided that she wanted to remember the beach smell by putting it on her nose and head.

After this, they started using the "cow force" — observed everywhere a herd of cows is exposed to wind — where they all face the gale.

Marley started getting bored again …

Did I say Sam always attacks Marley? Not this time …

Sam got mad.

Until they were both finally ready to head out.

On the way I saw some shapes that look like the desert southwest from about 36,000 feet.

A huge part of the beach was completely covered with shells.

This trip was a deep breath of nature for someone who really needed it!

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