96 SA Flyer
All pilots have the
procedure for when
the powerplant
suddenly goes silent
drilled into their
heads during ab
initio training.
T
HE single-engine
pilot has it fairly easy:
Cessna has their well-
known ABC checklist
which starts with
setting the Airspeed
for best glide while we
gure out what to do next.
Then there is the WOSSS checklist,
which we use to gure out the Best place
to land by doping out the Wind, Obstacles,
Surface, Slope and Surrounds when our
dream of ight turns into a fearful ght to
stay alive. Finally there is the Checklist for
what might have caused the engine to lose
power.
For the multi-engine guy, he is usually
distracted by all that ‘dead foot, dead
engine’ stuff before he starts thinking about
the ‘dead pilot’ part as the working engine
takes him to the scene of the accident.
TAKE A PAUSE
One challenge we face as pilots is that
we cannot pause the game when things
go wrong. Unfortunately, in an emergency,
we have to become autopilots and rely on
our pre-programming to get us through
the immediate problem. We develop this
programming by simulating those problems
long before they actually happen, by sitting
quietly and thinking about it, getting our
minds to focus on the best responses,
by revising our actions over and over in
our minds, so that when the unthinkable
happens, we don’t need to think – we just
do it.
TAKE A STEP BACK
But there is a bigger picture which the
pilot is also able to absorb and analyse.
Nobody likes pessimists and doomsayers,
but there are some real prospects of ill
Winds’ in the entire eld of aviation and
even bigger economic and socio-political
infrastructure.
We are surrounded by numerous
‘Obstacles’ to maintaining ight, like
regulatory overload, nancial collapse (tried
nancing an aircraft lately?) and prohibitive
operating costs.
We are surrounded by rocky ‘Surfaces’,
crime, poverty and the lack of business and
employment opportunities.
The world economy is on a downhill
‘Slope’, a less than ideal place to land up
safely.
Our ‘Surroundings’ are also increasingly
hostile with few safe places to run to.
Oh look, we’ve just listed the items on
that familiar WOSSS checklist again.
SCIENCE FICTION
In the golden age of science ction
there were some writers who showed some
amazing prescience. Decades ago, author
Arthur C Clarke was best known for the
1968 movie ‘2001: A Space Odyssey’.
Even earlier than that, Clarke
envisaged things we take for granted today:
smartphones, geostationary satellites,
tough monomolecular bres and a host of
other technologies.
But Clarke was an optimist. He thought
the space mission to Jupiter would already
be under way in 2001 and that there would
be a large populated base on the Moon.
In reality, the biggest aerospace event in
2001 was the demolition of the New York
World Trade Centre by airliners hijacked by
terrorists.
Perhaps the rather more cynical 1909
short story by EM Forster, ‘The Machine
Stops’, was a more accurate predictor of the
world we currently live in.
Forster quite astonishingly foresaw the
Internet and instant messaging 107 years
ago. But the denizens of Forster’s future
world lived in windowless chambers which
they seldom left. Direct human interaction
was rare. However, communication with
other humans was frequent, but was
facilitated through technological marvels
that Forster generally refers to as ‘The
Machine.
Although his world physically isolated
people from one another, things were pretty
comfortable:
For a moment Vashti felt lonely.
Then she generated the light, and the
sight of her room, ooded with radiance
and studded with electric buttons, revived
her. There were buttons and switches
everywhere – buttons to call for food, for
music, for clothing. There was the hot-bath
CHRIS MARTINUS, PRESIDENT AIRCRAFT OWNERS AND PILOTS ASSOCIATION – SOUTH AFRICA
The machine sts
Has the machine failed and
is aviation crashing?
button, by pressure of which a basin of
(imitation) marble rose out of the oor,
lled to the brim with a warm deodorized
liquid. There was the cold-bath button.
There was the button that produced
literature, and there were of course the
buttons by which she communicated
with her friends. The room, though it