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October 27, 2011

Aluminum and Carbon Fiber


I ask the co-pilot to throw a match into number one, and then open my side Plexiglas sliding window about an inch. A rushing sound of high pressure air fills the cockpit. The pneumatic starter motor of the left (#1) IAE V-2500 A-5 engine starts turning the N2 section. It is one of the most satisfying sounds to my soul... Hard to explain; it's a pilot thing.

The rushing sound grows in intensity as the starter motor spins the mighty A-5 engine faster and faster... I watch the engine instruments.

Igniters, fuel flow, and temperature rise happen about the same moment with a muffled whoof and then a guttural low-pitched whine quickly rising in intensity... Light off, baby!

I close the side window and lock it... I have received my morning fix of turbine ecstasy. Yeah!

Flight Level 390:

Posted by Vanderleun at October 27, 2011 11:48 PM. This is an entry on the sideblog of American Digest: Check it out.

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Sublime...the Captain is a troubadour.

Posted by: DeAnn at October 27, 2011 11:51 PM

The aroma of jet exhaust is also wonderful!

Posted by: Jim at October 28, 2011 6:38 PM

Pilots are much too full of themselves. Helicopter pilots aren't nearly as bad, for some reason.

Posted by: Quent at October 28, 2011 9:11 PM

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