737-8 max plane goes down (2018) - new not Max crash Indonesia

RobMCFC said:
That is interesting because after the incident the press here were quick to point out that Ryanair did not have any aircraft of that type in operation.

Just to clarify, you are saying that Ryanair MAX’s have the “covered over exit” (sorry, don’t know the technical name)? If so, what row number ? :)
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Ryanair don’t have the PLUG door, they have an ACTUAL EMERGENCY EXIT there, because they pack passengers in like sardines, so the exit is required.

And, because it’s an Emergency Exit Row, you pay extra to get the extra legroom! ;-)

Here’s the Ryanair 737 MAX Seat Map showing the seats and EmExit at Row 28…

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Sir peace frog said:
it amazes me that some people think a pilots job could be boring, just the taking off into an early morning summer sky would be worth it, i know its not all glamour(getting up/going to bed at awful times) as some think ,but a pretty decent job imo, as for the food
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Best job in the world, without being an elite athlete making £1M/mo!

Sure, there’s the occasional downside (Bankruptcy, losing my pension, the ever-present threat of death!!), but overall it’s a pretty good gig, esp the left seat of the 787.
 
ChicagoBlue said:
Ryanair don’t have the PLUG door, they have an ACTUAL EMERGENCY EXIT there, because they lack passengers in like sardines, so the exit is required.

And, because it’s an Emergency Exit Row, you pay extra to get the extra legroom! ;-)

Here’s the Ryanair 737 MAX Seat Map showing the seats and EmExit at Row 28…

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OK understood, thanks.

After years of managing to avoid them, we’ve been on 4 Ryanair MAX flights in the last few months. The aircraft seemed OK in general (I.e. very smooth takeoff) but the lack of width was noticeable.

Flew back from Malaga on an EasyJet Airbus (A319/320) - which we’ve flown on fairly regularly - and it suddenly seemed very spacious!
 
cpa said:
What can I say
The take off and landings were great, interesting conversations,views out the window spectacular whilst there was no cloud , food ok and going to sleep for 5 hrs brill .
However unless somethings wrong exciting it is defo not for 12 hrs and to do that weekly even less so .
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I can only assume CPA (Certified Public Accountant) isn’t your profession?!

Here’s my boring work life…

Show up at the airport, meet a few people (some you may have known well for years, some new to you), have a chat about the weather, about the plane, and about who is going to pilot the flight this leg. Talk to a dispatcher and get a briefing.

Walk up to the gate, say “Hello!” to a few passengers to let them know you’re a warm, friendly human being that’s going to take good care of them, and walk onto the $250M aircraft you’ve been given command of for the day.

Look over some paperwork, decide on which runway and flap setting you’d like, program your route, speed, altitude, making sure you got the 150,000 pounds of fuel you wanted.

Close the doors, have a ground crew push you back, start up the 76,000lb thrust engines and go for a little drive around the airport to the runway.

Get in position for takeoff, run the throttles up to takeoff thrust and away you go, getting airborne around 180mph, as you accelerate down a 1.5 - 2 mile long strip of concrete.

Bring up the gear and flaps as you climb away from the big city into the skies above, turning this way and that as the Controller threads you up to your cruising altitude.

Once there, you sit back in your fully adjustable armchair about 6 miles up in the sky, have a few “waiters” bring you food and drink every few hours, while having a good chat about all and sundry and when you get a bit tired, you lie down in a bunk for a few hours kip.

Then, you go back to the cockpit, start having a look at the fuel remaining, weather for descent and landing, which arrival routes they’re using today and which runway you’re going to land on. You brief how you’re going to fly it and which approach you’re planning to fly and settle in for the arrival.

From there, as smoothly as possible, you bring your 400,000 lb aircraft in for a landing, trying to kiss the runway exactly where you planned and as gently as possible while the Devil himself is doing everything in his power to make it a hard landing.

At about 170 mph, you touchdown, ensuring that long tube is going exactly straight down the runway centerline no matter what the Sky Devil has thrown at you, and you bring the aircraft to a nice taxi speed to exit the runway.

You tidy up the flaps and speed brakes, turn off the auto brakes and taxi to the gate, where you have to park the aircraft exactly on the parking spot they’ve picked for you. As you taxi down that line, you slow the 400,000lb aircraft to a 1mph crawl so you can stop exactly on the spot, set the parking brake, turn off those big turbofans and shut her systems down for a few hours.

Then, it’s customs & immigration, into the arranged transportation that whisks you to a nice hotel in town for a quick nap and a shower. Then, meet up at the hotel lobby before heading out into a major world city for a nice dinner. Back to the hotel for Netflix and Chill and a good nights sleep.

Next morning, get up, work out, have a nice breakfast buffet at the hotel before getting whisked back to the airport to do it all again, in a different jet, different weather, different routing, but same great experience.

Yeah, I can see what you mean…boring as fuck!! ;-)

Then, every 2 weeks, a big cheque shows up for having so much fun and anytime you’re not at work (about 12-21 days per month), you are free to get on an airplane and go anywhere in the world they fly, to spend a few days having fun!

I can understand how it’s not for everyone, but “boring” is one of the last words I would use to describe it.

Now, CPA…THAT would be boring! ;-)
 
ChicagoBlue said:
I can only assume CPA (Certified Public Accountant) isn’t your profession?!

Here’s my boring work life…

Show up at the airport, meet a few people (some you may have known well for years, some new to you), have a chat about the weather, about the plane, and about who is going to pilot the flight this leg. Talk to a dispatcher and get a briefing.

Walk up to the gate, say “Hello!” to a few passengers to let them know you’re a warm, friendly human being that’s going to take good care of them, and walk onto the $250M aircraft you’ve been given command of for the day.

Look over some paperwork, decide on which runway and flap setting you’d like, program your route, speed, altitude, making sure you got the 150,000 pounds of fuel you wanted.

Close the doors, have a ground crew push you back, start up the 76,000lb thrust engines and go for a little drive around the airport to the runway.

Get in position for takeoff, run the throttles up to takeoff thrust and away you go, getting airborne around 180mph, as you accelerate down a 1.5 - 2 mile long strip of concrete.

Bring up the gear and flaps as you climb away from the big city into the skies above, turning this way and that as the Controller threads you up to your cruising altitude.

Once there, you sit back in your fully adjustable armchair about 6 miles up in the sky, have a few “waiters” bring you food and drink every few hours, while having a good chat about all and sundry and when you get a bit tired, you lie down in a bunk for a few hours kip.

Then, you go back to the cockpit, start having a look at the fuel remaining, weather for descent and landing, which arrival routes they’re using today and which runway you’re going to land on. You brief how you’re going to fly it and which approach you’re planning to fly and settle in for the arrival.

From there, as smoothly as possible, you bring your 400,000 lb aircraft in for a landing, trying to kiss the runway exactly where you planned and as gently as possible while the Devil himself is doing everything in his power to make it a hard landing.

At about 170 mph, you touchdown, ensuring that long tube is going exactly straight down the runway centerline no matter what the Sky Devil has thrown at you, and you bring the aircraft to a nice taxi speed to exit the runway.

You tidy up the flaps and speed brakes, turn off the auto brakes and taxi to the gate, where you have to park the aircraft exactly on the parking spot they’ve picked for you. As you taxi down that line, you slow the 400,000lb aircraft to a 1mph crawl so you can stop exactly on the spot, set the parking brake, turn off those big turbofans and shut her systems down for a few hours.

Then, it’s customs & immigration, into the arranged transportation that whisks you to a nice hotel in town for a quick nap and a shower. Then, meet up at the hotel lobby before heading out into a major world city for a nice dinner. Back to the hotel for Netflix and Chill and a good nights sleep.

Next morning, get up, work out, have a nice breakfast buffet at the hotel before getting whisked back to the airport to do it all again, in a different jet, different weather, different routing, but same great experience.

Yeah, I can see what you mean…boring as fuck!! ;-)

Then, every 2 weeks, a big cheque shows up for having so much fun and anytime you’re not at work (about 12-21 days per month), you are free to get on an airplane and go anywhere in the world they fly, to spend a few days having fun!

I can understand how it’s not for everyone, but “boring” is one of the last words I would use to describe it.

Now, CPA…THAT would be boring! ;-)
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Yeah but seriously, apart from that?
 
ChicagoBlue said:
I can only assume CPA (Certified Public Accountant) isn’t your profession?!

Here’s my boring work life…

Show up at the airport, meet a few people (some you may have known well for years, some new to you), have a chat about the weather, about the plane, and about who is going to pilot the flight this leg. Talk to a dispatcher and get a briefing.

Walk up to the gate, say “Hello!” to a few passengers to let them know you’re a warm, friendly human being that’s going to take good care of them, and walk onto the $250M aircraft you’ve been given command of for the day.

Look over some paperwork, decide on which runway and flap setting you’d like, program your route, speed, altitude, making sure you got the 150,000 pounds of fuel you wanted.

Close the doors, have a ground crew push you back, start up the 76,000lb thrust engines and go for a little drive around the airport to the runway.

Get in position for takeoff, run the throttles up to takeoff thrust and away you go, getting airborne around 180mph, as you accelerate down a 1.5 - 2 mile long strip of concrete.

Bring up the gear and flaps as you climb away from the big city into the skies above, turning this way and that as the Controller threads you up to your cruising altitude.

Once there, you sit back in your fully adjustable armchair about 6 miles up in the sky, have a few “waiters” bring you food and drink every few hours, while having a good chat about all and sundry and when you get a bit tired, you lie down in a bunk for a few hours kip.

Then, you go back to the cockpit, start having a look at the fuel remaining, weather for descent and landing, which arrival routes they’re using today and which runway you’re going to land on. You brief how you’re going to fly it and which approach you’re planning to fly and settle in for the arrival.

From there, as smoothly as possible, you bring your 400,000 lb aircraft in for a landing, trying to kiss the runway exactly where you planned and as gently as possible while the Devil himself is doing everything in his power to make it a hard landing.

At about 170 mph, you touchdown, ensuring that long tube is going exactly straight down the runway centerline no matter what the Sky Devil has thrown at you, and you bring the aircraft to a nice taxi speed to exit the runway.

You tidy up the flaps and speed brakes, turn off the auto brakes and taxi to the gate, where you have to park the aircraft exactly on the parking spot they’ve picked for you. As you taxi down that line, you slow the 400,000lb aircraft to a 1mph crawl so you can stop exactly on the spot, set the parking brake, turn off those big turbofans and shut her systems down for a few hours.

Then, it’s customs & immigration, into the arranged transportation that whisks you to a nice hotel in town for a quick nap and a shower. Then, meet up at the hotel lobby before heading out into a major world city for a nice dinner. Back to the hotel for Netflix and Chill and a good nights sleep.

Next morning, get up, work out, have a nice breakfast buffet at the hotel before getting whisked back to the airport to do it all again, in a different jet, different weather, different routing, but same great experience.

Yeah, I can see what you mean…boring as fuck!! ;-)

Then, every 2 weeks, a big cheque shows up for having so much fun and anytime you’re not at work (about 12-21 days per month), you are free to get on an airplane and go anywhere in the world they fly, to spend a few days having fun!

I can understand how it’s not for everyone, but “boring” is one of the last words I would use to describe it.

Now, CPA…THAT would be boring! ;-)
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You forgot to mention, shouting at the ground staff because some newby thought it would be a good idea to remove the ground power without asking :)
 
ChicagoBlue said:
I can only assume CPA (Certified Public Accountant) isn’t your profession?!

Here’s my boring work life…

Show up at the airport, meet a few people (some you may have known well for years, some new to you), have a chat about the weather, about the plane, and about who is going to pilot the flight this leg. Talk to a dispatcher and get a briefing.

Walk up to the gate, say “Hello!” to a few passengers to let them know you’re a warm, friendly human being that’s going to take good care of them, and walk onto the $250M aircraft you’ve been given command of for the day.

Look over some paperwork, decide on which runway and flap setting you’d like, program your route, speed, altitude, making sure you got the 150,000 pounds of fuel you wanted.

Close the doors, have a ground crew push you back, start up the 76,000lb thrust engines and go for a little drive around the airport to the runway.

Get in position for takeoff, run the throttles up to takeoff thrust and away you go, getting airborne around 180mph, as you accelerate down a 1.5 - 2 mile long strip of concrete.

Bring up the gear and flaps as you climb away from the big city into the skies above, turning this way and that as the Controller threads you up to your cruising altitude.

Once there, you sit back in your fully adjustable armchair about 6 miles up in the sky, have a few “waiters” bring you food and drink every few hours, while having a good chat about all and sundry and when you get a bit tired, you lie down in a bunk for a few hours kip.

Then, you go back to the cockpit, start having a look at the fuel remaining, weather for descent and landing, which arrival routes they’re using today and which runway you’re going to land on. You brief how you’re going to fly it and which approach you’re planning to fly and settle in for the arrival.

From there, as smoothly as possible, you bring your 400,000 lb aircraft in for a landing, trying to kiss the runway exactly where you planned and as gently as possible while the Devil himself is doing everything in his power to make it a hard landing.

At about 170 mph, you touchdown, ensuring that long tube is going exactly straight down the runway centerline no matter what the Sky Devil has thrown at you, and you bring the aircraft to a nice taxi speed to exit the runway.

You tidy up the flaps and speed brakes, turn off the auto brakes and taxi to the gate, where you have to park the aircraft exactly on the parking spot they’ve picked for you. As you taxi down that line, you slow the 400,000lb aircraft to a 1mph crawl so you can stop exactly on the spot, set the parking brake, turn off those big turbofans and shut her systems down for a few hours.

Then, it’s customs & immigration, into the arranged transportation that whisks you to a nice hotel in town for a quick nap and a shower. Then, meet up at the hotel lobby before heading out into a major world city for a nice dinner. Back to the hotel for Netflix and Chill and a good nights sleep.

Next morning, get up, work out, have a nice breakfast buffet at the hotel before getting whisked back to the airport to do it all again, in a different jet, different weather, different routing, but same great experience.

Yeah, I can see what you mean…boring as fuck!! ;-)

Then, every 2 weeks, a big cheque shows up for having so much fun and anytime you’re not at work (about 12-21 days per month), you are free to get on an airplane and go anywhere in the world they fly, to spend a few days having fun!

I can understand how it’s not for everyone, but “boring” is one of the last words I would use to describe it.

Now, CPA…THAT would be boring! ;-)
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What!!?? No walk round the outside of the plane? Standards are slipping :-)
 
Sir peace frog said:
You forgot to mention, shouting at the ground staff because some newby thought it would be a good idea to remove the ground power without asking :)
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Seen it done, that’s true, but not my style. If only that poor ramp rat knew some of my mistakes!!

On the 787, it’s a slightly bigger issue, given it’s a wholly electric jet, but in general it’s no big deal. A good flight crew can repower and reprogram in a few minutes, as the IRS will run off the battery.
 
Scottyboi said:
Behave, they have royally fucked up with this plane from day 1 all due to Airbus doing so well. The leadership pushing profit over safety and in the process have tarnished such a huge company. There is no target painted on their back to suggest otherwise makes you sound like a fanboy.
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Indeed but I wouldn't go as far as saying they're literally putting profit above safety because that would be criminally negiligent and you can't get away with that in such a regulated and litigated industry. For me it is more the culture of Boeing that has changed as opposed to actual negligence.

Any safety led culture will aim to mitigate the factors that lead to accidents but removing them completely often comes down to cost. For example, you could have 5 computers control something because having 5 instead of 1 protects against a single computer failure, however how much do those 5 computers cost? You could have 2 but then aren't you potentially reducing safety versus having 5? It's complicated but cost/profit is a factor, even at Airbus.

The biggest change I've seen in the industry over the years is the change from being engineering driven to project driven and that's where the dangers lie, it comes down to culture. Having a project culture means that engineering projects are often led by people who have no background in engineering and they're there to deliver and sell aircraft above all else.

These people however are often the kind of people who are mainly driven by cost because they get bonuses from profit, so do they really care about the products as long as they're being sold? It's no different to car salesmen, are they really interested in the cars that they sell?
 
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I’d rather get a bus through Liverpool town centre with the City badge plastered all over it then get on a Boeing aircraft.

I know the odds are still tiny on something going wrong but there’s clearly something going deeply wrong at Boeing.
 
Haven’t a clue about these planes all I know is that Ryanair have some of them,do they use them on domestic flights or are they more for the European flights ?
 
deano ou812 said:
Haven’t a clue about these planes all I know is that Ryanair have some of them,do they use them on domestic flights or are they more for the European flights ?
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Flying to Tenerife on December 12th last year with Ryanair I woke up from dozing off. We were about an hour from.landing when I heard " Number one to flight deck" repeated twice and the crew hot footing it to the front of the plane. I said to the woman on my row, "We've got a problem" she looked at my like I was mad. Like the rest of the passengers she was oblivious something was wrong. Sure enough the captain came on the tannoy to tell us we were going to have to make an emergency landing in Faro in twenty minute as we had a problem with the port engine. We came down with a hell of a bump, the good engine screeching and emergency services racing alongside. I was at the back and could smell the rubber of the tyres burning. Obviously we were okay. The crazy thing was as we landed and got internet connection we were the main headline of the sun online. No idea how they got the story that quickly.

There seems to be more of these diversions due to engine problems than there used to be.
 
paulchapo said:
Flying to Tenerife on December 12th last year with Ryanair I woke up from dozing off. We were about an hour from.landing when I heard " Number one to flight deck" repeated twice and the crew hot footing it to the front of the plane. I said to the woman on my row, "We've got a problem" she looked at my like I was mad. Like the rest of the passengers she was oblivious something was wrong. Sure enough the captain came on the tannoy to tell us we were going to have to make an emergency landing in Faro in twenty minute as we had a problem with the port engine. We came down with a hell of a bump, the good engine screeching and emergency services racing alongside. I was at the back and could smell the rubber of the tyres burning. Obviously we were okay. The crazy thing was as we landed and got internet connection we were the main headline of the sun online. No idea how they got the story that quickly.

There seems to be more of these diversions due to engine problems than there used to be.
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The media listen in to Air Traffic Control.
 
paulchapo said:
Flying to Tenerife on December 12th last year with Ryanair I woke up from dozing off. We were about an hour from.landing when I heard " Number one to flight deck" repeated twice and the crew hot footing it to the front of the plane. I said to the woman on my row, "We've got a problem" she looked at my like I was mad. Like the rest of the passengers she was oblivious something was wrong. Sure enough the captain came on the tannoy to tell us we were going to have to make an emergency landing in Faro in twenty minute as we had a problem with the port engine. We came down with a hell of a bump, the good engine screeching and emergency services racing alongside. I was at the back and could smell the rubber of the tyres burning. Obviously we were okay. The crazy thing was as we landed and got internet connection we were the main headline of the sun online. No idea how they got the story that quickly.

There seems to be more of these diversions due to engine problems than there used to be.
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Fuck! I’m off to Tenerife on 4 June (the day after the parade! ;-)) and didn’t really want to read this!
 
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