Firstly an apology for totally lack of blogging- EASA exams have an annoying habit of taken over your entire life- more on which later.
So its been about a month since my last blog and much has happened, one of which was an emergency training excerise 2 weeks ago at the airport that I was envolved with.
Its not often, and you would hope not, to be in a full scale emergency with not just the airport but the regions emergency services as well. The airport has to put on an exercise every year as a part of their CAA license- the airport were looking for some helpless pilots who have just flown their plane into a smoking hole in the ground- I volunteered with about 10 others, mostly made up of the BA cadets.
Its all taken very seriously and meant to be as realistic as possible, so we were sprayed with faked blood, placed under a helicopter on the runway (which was closed!) and told to wait whilst the authorities set another plane on fire about a 100 meters from us. We soon heard the airport whaler and the airport fire service racing to the scene, then came to local fire service (5 in total) and 2 police cars, it was interesting to watch the emergency service at work, in the thick of the action- and be completely fine, if a little chilly...
Some of us were more injured than others and needed to have neck braces etc, I was fine, just a deep gash in my arm, not a priority. Then we were we transported to the terminal whilst the fire brigade put out the raging inferno, which consisted of a oil can on fire in the plane...
I couldn't take any pictures of the helicopter because it was military and had some things on which were are not granted to photograph.
As I said it was meant to be realistic as possible so when we were taken back to the terminal there were about 15 medics waiting for us and actors pretending to be out family wanting to see us- this is all to see how the airport copes. We could make stuff up, request stuff and be as annoying as we wished to demonstrate a real situation... I just settled for some water. Once we were accounted for and the police had all our details to inform our family of our perils it was time for the exercise to be called off- a eye opening 3 hour experience- the airport received their license and I lived to tell the tale...
I am now home after finishing 7 school final exams and 7 EASA's and nearly no sleep! Will report back in the next few days.
So its been about a month since my last blog and much has happened, one of which was an emergency training excerise 2 weeks ago at the airport that I was envolved with.
Its not often, and you would hope not, to be in a full scale emergency with not just the airport but the regions emergency services as well. The airport has to put on an exercise every year as a part of their CAA license- the airport were looking for some helpless pilots who have just flown their plane into a smoking hole in the ground- I volunteered with about 10 others, mostly made up of the BA cadets.
Its all taken very seriously and meant to be as realistic as possible, so we were sprayed with faked blood, placed under a helicopter on the runway (which was closed!) and told to wait whilst the authorities set another plane on fire about a 100 meters from us. We soon heard the airport whaler and the airport fire service racing to the scene, then came to local fire service (5 in total) and 2 police cars, it was interesting to watch the emergency service at work, in the thick of the action- and be completely fine, if a little chilly...
Some of us were more injured than others and needed to have neck braces etc, I was fine, just a deep gash in my arm, not a priority. Then we were we transported to the terminal whilst the fire brigade put out the raging inferno, which consisted of a oil can on fire in the plane...
I couldn't take any pictures of the helicopter because it was military and had some things on which were are not granted to photograph.
As I said it was meant to be realistic as possible so when we were taken back to the terminal there were about 15 medics waiting for us and actors pretending to be out family wanting to see us- this is all to see how the airport copes. We could make stuff up, request stuff and be as annoying as we wished to demonstrate a real situation... I just settled for some water. Once we were accounted for and the police had all our details to inform our family of our perils it was time for the exercise to be called off- a eye opening 3 hour experience- the airport received their license and I lived to tell the tale...
I am now home after finishing 7 school final exams and 7 EASA's and nearly no sleep! Will report back in the next few days.
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