Let'sgoflying! said:
Spike, how'd you do on your approaches?
Did you watch anyone else fly?
I bet they are not that easy.
Dave:
There were two interns who flew before me (on each from two different well-known aviation universities). The first, a multi-commercial-instrument pilot, flew five approaches and landings, did reasonably well, although he had a very hard time of keeping from starting wing rocking; failed to consider the inertia a big plane like that has and held his airleron corrections too long. One landing had a tail strike. The other intern was co-pilot, gave call-outs and pilot not flying duties very well.
Then co-pilot moved to captain's seat, I moved into co-pilot's seat. This one (PP ASEL, IA, almost done with multi and comm) had a seriously difficult time flying approaches and landing the plane, with the first three approaches heavily-laced withe "sink rate" and "glide slope" annunciator messages. In addition, two of the theree had full-deflection on the localizer at one point. All three of the landings were.... well, the computer recorded airframe damage each time, and once, we were maybe 500' from the end of DAL's 13R before we stopped (!). It must have been nerves, because on the fourth effort, with nothing more than some calming words from the check airman talking her through, she flew a solid approach and decent landing.
Then came my turn. As we were running short on time, I only flew two approaches, but they were good ones, no computerized warnings and I don't think I ever got more than a dot off; I have to say, a flight director makes it remarkably easy to do, now that I understand what it is that they do. Both landings were decent, I floated a bit on one, but was told that they were good.
I also had the chance to take off and (upon instructions from the boss) fly between two buildings in downtown Dallas; the terrain & obstancle avoidance system was annunciating and clacking all over the place. With all that in place, it would have to be pretty difficult to fly into cumulogranite.
Finally, came Tommy's turn, which was essentially one landing starting from ten miles out, and I was in the right seat to "help" if needed. I kept waiting to be needed. All I did (and I mean *all* I did) was one finger pull on the yoke in the landing to assist with the flare, and to deploy the reversers (and I think he would have done that if I had not). I tell you, he absolutely nailed that approach, never deviated half a dot in either plane. I was stunned. And proud.
Maybe he will be a pilot, and if he is, he may be a better one than I the very first time he touches an airplane.