Adventures At Sea (Part 3)
November 5, 2013
Continued from October 29, 2013
The Captain turned us over to the Public Affairs Officer and
two of the Safety Officers and tells us he will see us on the Bridge
later. The Safety Officers tell us what
to expect while we are out on the flight deck.
Yes, out there amongst the planes taking off and landing. They show us on a diagram the route that we
will take across the flight deck to the boundary where we will be safely out of
the way of the aircraft and any of the sailors working on the deck. We have to put on long sleeves (its August
and we’re in the southern part of the North Atlantic so the outside temps are
in the upper 90’s but no one goes onto the flight deck without long sleeves
on), a safety vest, and the cranial helmet and goggles again (the foamy
earplugs are optional, but I opt for them).
We are lead through some doors into a room where they control everything
that is going on, on the flight deck.
They have a scale version of the flight deck on a raised counter; they
call it the Ouija board. There are tiny
scale models of all the aircraft on board so they can show where each is parked
or which ones are moving. They use
colored thumb tacks to put in the plane models to show if the plane needs fuel,
or if it needs something repaired. They
even have a really huge push pin to show the Admiral’s plane. Below the counter is a scale version of the
hangar bay so they know what is down there as well. After
we spend some time there, we head out to the flight deck.
This really feels like a scene from a movie. I would have thought so if it had not been
for the sounds, the smells, and the feel of everything around me. I hear the engines of different jets starting
up and beginning to move into position.
I smell the jet fuel, the salt air, and a rubber smell I’m assuming is
from the tires when they land. I feel
the heat of the air around us, the heat from the sun shining on that deck, and
the heat from the jets. I feel the wind
which seems to blow constantly across the 4.5 acres of flat flight deck. I also feel the blasts from some of the jets
as we move around the deck. I see all
the action and all the different colored shirts (each color has a purpose that
I’ll tell more about later) on the deck all working in sync to accomplish the
job of launching all the aircraft waiting to become airborne. It is
an amazing and utterly breath-taking process.
They communicate mostly with hand signals to each other and to the
pilots in the jets. We make our way over
to the out of bounds area where we will watch the aircraft launch. We are probably less than 20 feet away from catapult
1. We stand out there for probably 30-45
minutes watching plane after plane take off.
The first one to launch is the C2 that we flew in on. It’ll come back tomorrow and take us away,
but for the time being, it is leaving without us! Then next are the F-18 Hornets and F-18 Super
Hornets. I do not have words to describe
what it truly feels like to stand there beside this air plane as it is launched
and knowing that it goes from 0-165 mph within about 3 seconds is absolutely astounding. You can feel the blast of power, air from the
back of the jet as the blast deflector rises into place and feel in the deck
the shuttle moving toward the front wheel of the plane. Once the plane is secured to the shuttle and
all the checks are made, the plane will rev up to full power and that force
feels like it’s going to knock you off the deck. I’m so amazed and impressed by the men and
women that deal with that blast each and every day for hours on end. And then, the shooters give the go ahead and
the plane is launched into the blue sky.
You feel the blast as it’s going by and then you feel it a little bit in
a jolt on the ship itself. Wow!! What a feeling! The only thing that would be better to me
than standing there watching one launch would be to be in it and be
launched!
I don’t want to leave where we are watching the planes
launch, but they take us around the back side of the island to the rear of the
ship where the arresting cables are.
It’s time for them to switch over from launch mode to recovery
mode. They can do this in roughly a
little over a minute and aircraft can start landing in their set pattern. This side of things is just as breath taking
and awe inspiring as the launching, probably even more so after I learn more
about aircraft landings later in my trip.
As we stand there watching I am amazed at how precise it is when the
plane comes in with the tail hook in the right position and snags the arresting
cable and is totally stopped. You can
feel the cables catching with such force.
It’s amazing that the cables are capable of stopping such aircraft, but
they do, time and time again. Most of
the pilots seem to snag the second cable and that part amazes me too that they
are able to be that precise with such a huge piece of airplane. If a plane misses the arresting cable when
trying to land, they are called bolters, and they keep going and take off on
the other side of the deck and get back into the landing line up to try it
again. We were fortunate enough to have a Navy
cameraman with us when the jets were landing and he snapped a picture of us
with the landing jet behind us.
Check back next week for more to this story!
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