Pilots are so funny.
Two recent accidents, pilots of multi-engine aircraft try to fly climb into an overcast,
and lose control and spiral to the ground, killing everyone on board.
I don't think the engines failed as soon as they entered cloud. The pilots failed.
Pilots never mention that they are the weakest link. They are so funny.
I guess JFK, jr would have been far better off if he was in a twin instead of a single,
heading out over the ocean at night.
Time for me to tell - again - my Tale of Two Comanches. One comanche was
flown by a nice old guy out of Carp, ran it out of gas in perfect wx, stalled and
spun after that, killing himself and his grandson.
Another comanche. Exhaust leak. Pilot went to sleep, and engine ran out of gas.
Fortunately the pilot was unable to do anything to make it worse, because he
was unconcious. The autopilot kept the wings level, and tried to trim nose up
to maintain altitude. It descended landed softly in a corn field, and the unconscious
pilot woke up with a CO headache and a broken wrist from the landing.
Now. Which pilot did better? The one working hard, or the one asleep at the wheel?
Sometime, I will tell you about spin recovery. See Beggs-Mueller.
BPF will sh1t on me for saying this, but in a single the best forced approach procedure is:
1) wings level
2) slowly trim all the way nose up
3) FASTEN YOUR SHOULDER HARNESS <=== DO THIS
4) master off, fuel off
5) close your eyes
You aren't Bob Hoover. Don't pretend you can fly like him.
This is a great photo of some multi-engine pilots with tens of thousands of hours, whom after
an engine failure pulled
the wrong throttle.
Not really a Good Job™.
I ain't asking nobody for nothing, if I can't get it on my own.