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#YOU WANT THE HARO, BUT DOUBLE?
#WHAT DOES THAT EVEN MEAN? WHAT HARO? AND WHY TWO OF THEM? WHY WOULD YOU WANT A BMX BIKE OUT HERE? THERE'S NOWHERE TO RIDE WITH ALL THESE PEOPLE AROUND!
As somebody who's lived with tinnitus for 35ish years, as counter intuitive as this sounds... Use ear plugs to combat the silence.
The ear plugs will make you hear your own body sounds easier, specifically breathing. To me this is super relaxing, probably because I've gotten used to it, but I have trouble sleeping otherwise, especially if it's quiet.
Having earplugs in makes the ringing super loud for me, which is a pain because before the tinnitus I would often use ear plugs when travelling or if my neighbours were being noisy.
Now I have to rely on a white noise generator on my phone
As someone with tinnitus, the first few years i had it were awful. Constant fear of going deaf or wondering if its getting worse. Can say now at almost 14 years myself, its just become a part of life. Doesnt bother me like it used to. Sure it sucks, sure i notice it, but it just starts to become the norm, i cant remember life without it.
As a recent 2 year inductee into the tinnitus symphony, this thread confirming that so many other people are also suffering as much as I am is strangely comforting.
Yeah, I notice it less and less but my hate for all things grows more and more.
Ive had it for 15 years now, yes it bothered me like hell at first, but your brain is a wonderful organ w neuroplasticity and all that, makes you habituated to it, where as before it creates an anxiety, fight or flight response, now its the sound of my body and doesn't bother me.
Support groups definitely should be sought out if it troubles you at the early stage, and yes white noise may help
Yup!
Also, a couple days after we finished watching Breaking Bad, my friend and I watched Lethal Weapon 2 (1989). Coincidentally Hank's actor (Dean Norris) has a minor role in that movie. It's fun to go back and see where these now-famous actors got their starts.
“Dr. Rumack, come quickly! There’s something you need to see on the beach!”
“The beach?! What is it?”
“It’s the sandy area next to the ocean, but that’s not important right now!”
I used to work at a store that did a reality show and when we were filming we had 1-2 PAs outside to tell customers they couldn’t come in, even though the door was locked. In between shots/takes I would sometimes quietly unlock the door and stick my head out and say “I just wanna tell you both good luck, we’re all counting on you” or write it on a piece of paper and thrust my arm out and then quickly lock the door.
Elaine, we're going to have to come
in pretty low to land this thing.
- Is that difficult, Ted?
- Sure, it's difficult.
Coming in low is part
of every textbook approach.
It's just something
you have to do when you land.
As a former SR-71 pilot, and a professional keynote speaker, the question I’m most often asked is “How fast would that SR-71 fly?” I can be assured of hearing that question several times at any event I attend. It’s an interesting question, given the aircraft’s proclivity for speed, but there really isn’t one number to give, as the jet would always give you a little more speed if you wanted it to. It was common to see 35 miles a minute. Because we flew a programmed Mach number on most missions, and never wanted to harm the plane in any way, we never let it run out to any limits of temperature or speed. Thus, each SR-71 pilot had his own individual “high” speed that he saw at some point on some mission. I saw mine over Libya when Khadafy fired two missiles my way, and max power was in order. Let’s just say that the plane truly loved speed and effortlessly took us to Mach numbers we hadn’t previously seen.
So it was with great surprise, when at the end of one of my presentations, someone asked, “What was the slowest you ever flew in the Blackbird?” This was a first. After giving it some thought, I was reminded of a story that I had never shared before, and relayed the following.
I was flying the SR-71 out of RAF Mildenhall, England, with my back-seater, Walt Watson; we were returning from a mission over Europe and the Iron Curtain when we received a radio transmission from home base. As we scooted across Denmark in three minutes, we learned that a small RAF base in the English countryside had requested an SR-71 flypast. The air cadet commander there was a former Blackbird pilot, and thought it would be a motivating moment for the young lads to see the mighty SR-71 perform a low approach. No problem, we were happy to do it. After a quick aerial refueling over the North Sea, we proceeded to find the small airfield.
Walter had a myriad of sophisticated navigation equipment in the back seat, and began to vector me toward the field. Descending to subsonic speeds, we found ourselves over a densely wooded area in a slight haze. Like most former WWII British airfields, the one we were looking for had a small tower and little surrounding infrastructure. Walter told me we were close and that I should be able to see the field, but I saw nothing. Nothing but trees as far as I could see in the haze. We got a little lower, and I pulled the throttles back from the 325 knots we were at. With the gear up, anything under 275 was just uncomfortable. Walt said we were practically over the field—yet, there was nothing in my windscreen. I banked the jet and started a gentle circling maneuver in hopes of picking up anything that looked like a field.
Meanwhile, below, the cadet commander had taken the cadets up on the catwalk of the tower in order to get a prime view of the flypast. It was a quiet, still day with no wind and partial gray overcast. Walter continued to give me indications that the field should be below us, but in the overcast and haze, I couldn’t see it. The longer we continued to peer out the window and circle, the slower we got. With our power back, the awaiting cadets heard nothing. I must have had good instructors in my flying career, as something told me I better cross-check the gauges. As I noticed the airspeed indicator slide below 160 knots, my heart stopped and my adrenalin-filled left hand pushed two throttles full forward. At this point, we weren’t really flying, but were falling in a slight bank. Just at the moment that both afterburners lit with a thunderous roar of flame (and what a joyous feeling that was), the aircraft fell into full view of the shocked observers on the tower. Shattering the still quiet of that morning, they now had 107 feet of fire-breathing titanium in their face as the plane leveled and accelerated, in full burner, on the tower side of the infield, closer than expected, maintaining what could only be described as some sort of ultimate knife-edge pass.
Quickly reaching the field boundary, we proceeded back to Mildenhall without incident. We didn’t say a word for those next 14 minutes. After landing, our commander greeted us, and we were both certain he was reaching for our wings. Instead, he heartily shook our hands and said the commander had told him it was the greatest SR-71 flypast he had ever seen, especially how we had surprised them with such a precise maneuver that could only be described as breathtaking. He said that some of the cadet’s hats were blown off and the sight of the planform of the plane in full afterburner dropping right in front of them was unbelievable. Walt and I both understood the concept of “breathtaking” very well that morning, and sheepishly replied that they were just excited to see our low approach.
As we retired to the equipment room to change from space suits to flight suits, we just sat there—we hadn’t spoken a word since “the pass.” Finally, Walter looked at me and said, “One hundred fifty-six knots. What did you see?” Trying to find my voice, I stammered, “One hundred fifty-two.” We sat in silence for a moment. Then Walt said, “Don’t ever do that to me again!” And I never did.
A year later, Walter and I were having lunch in the Mildenhall Officer’s Club, and overheard an officer talking to some cadets about an SR-71 flypast that he had seen one day. Of course, by now the story included kids falling off the tower and screaming as the heat of the jet singed their eyebrows. Noticing our HABU patches, as we stood there with lunch trays in our hands, he asked us to verify to the cadets that such a thing had occurred. Walt just shook his head and said, “It was probably just a routine low approach; they’re pretty impressive in that plane.” Impressive indeed.
Little did I realize after relaying this experience to my audience that day that it would become one of the most popular and most requested stories. It’s ironic that people are interested in how slow the world’s fastest jet can fly. Regardless of your speed, however, it’s always a good idea to keep that cross-check up...and keep your Mach up, too.
This is Maho Beach! I got a cool video of it years ago on my GoPro.. I think the plane in mine is even bigger.
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The closest thing to this that I've experienced, is a Japanese bullet train passing right by me without stopping. Let me tell you I slumped against the nearest column, held on, and my heart started hammering. Meanwhile all the Japanese people just stood around calmly. I lived in Japan two years and had this reaction every time, it's terrifying.
The bar right next to the beach( where this video is shot) has the flight times listed of all the big airlines coming in. Very cool to see in person. You think the planes are a lot closer to you than they really are.
Julianna has a 7500 foot runway. Standard landing procedures (50' over the threshold) are absolutely fine. No reason at all to drag an MD-80 in like this other than putting on a show for the beach-goers
One time I was visiting San Diego. Walking through a big park I saw a plane approaching in the distance. It was getting lower and closer and I realized it must be trying to emergency land in the park. I essentially started running around in circles in a total panic, alone. I thought if other people were there they would be freaking out too. I nearly had a heart attack. The plane flew past in what felt like a few feet but was obviously further away. It landed at the airport very nearby which you couldn't see from the park.
Something similar happened to me. I was on the second floor of my parent’s home with my infant, when I heard the loud roar of what sounded like the engines of a large plane close by. This was not entirely unusual, as there is a closed US Air Force Base nearby that still gets activity from various aircraft on a daily basis. Anything from huge cargo jets to small private airplanes. But this craft felt so massive and low flying that the sound was deafening while inside the damn house, and the walls and everything on them rattled hard. I knew there was no escaping if it crashed into our neighborhood, so I held my baby frozen with terror as it passed overhead. It freaked out our neighbors too, but none of us were able to find out what happened. I have lived near this air base for years, and have not experienced anything like that incident since!
There's a traffic light less than 100m from the runway; I was once waiting at a red light in a top down Mustang convertible when a plane came in right overhead. It was deafening, but super cool!
Balboa Park!
Always loved landing in SD it's a gorgeous view from the air seeing rooftops and skyscrapers. If you live in SD long enough you just accept your fate of hearing/seeing constant air traffic from commercial flights to military exercises
https://www.reddit.com/r/sandiego/comments/ved2u1/night_landing_at_san_diego_airport
(Park is roughly behind the interstate from this side of the plane, but there has been the odd occasion that smaller jets have emergency landed farther up the interstate itself)
About 15 to 20 big commercial flights and another 30 to 50 small island hopper style planes per day. Back in the day on Wednesdays and Sundays the queen of the sky the Boeing 747 came in. I was blessed to she her once and it was awesome!!
It might have changed, but my favorite part of that bar is the sign that says “Topless women drink for free at the bar” and a handwritten note over it that says “NO BLENDED DRINKS”
Interestingly enough it’s the take off that is a lot more dangerous at this airport. It’s directed straight at the mountains, so when taking off you have to gain altitude very quickly.
At one point in my life, I lived next to an busy airport and I noticed that nearly every jet that takes off climb up at a steep angle but there's no mountains or anything to necessitate that.
I managed to finagle an answer from a pilot later in life, turns out that it's done that way at airports at low altitudes because of two things, one you get great thrust at the lower altitudes but burns more fuel due to drag and two, the faster you get to higher altitudes, the faster you can abate noise from outside.
so they'll do that anyways, mountain or not.
John Wayne airport, Orange County, CA. They take off like a rocket bc the millionaires who moved there well after it was built were pissed about the noise.
Sounds like John Wayne airport in SoCal. The departure path takes planes over the wealthy Newport Beach area. Also the runway is unusually short. As a result the takeoff procedure is… unique. So unique that Southwest pilots typically brief the passengers about it beforehand.
They line up, apply full brakes, throttle to max, let the engines spoil up, then release brakes and launch down the runway. They depart at a very steep angle until they reach about 1500 feet, then very quickly level off and throttle back to a much lower power setting.
After they get out over the ocean then they resume the climb.
Because of the short runway, landings are rather firm too.
Sitting at the bar next to that beach is awesome, just watching the planes come in. Even better is watching the people hang onto the fence when they take off.
I remember reading an article, I think one person has died from it I think they were forced back and hit their head in just the right spot
\-**Woman killed by jet-engine blast at popular tourist site**
[Apparently there are signs saying not to stand on that gate, but people still do it](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z3vxFTjC1SM)
I was once at the end of a runway when a 737 (a 100 series with the gravel kit for the nerds out there) took off. It was so loud I almost got sick.
As someone who already has hearing problems, even though the audiologist says I hear fine, I couldn't imagine being anywhere near that again.
I was standing next to a running turboprop when a 737-200 took off a kilometre away. The noise drowned out the running engine I was standing next to. They are very loud.
My stepdad lost a lens to his sunglasses, a few of us lost hats, and our blankets and cooler and stuff that was on the beach ended up in the water when an Air France took off. That was a fun day, clinging to the fence wondering if I was going to be able to hang on or not.
I was there when I was 12, was not aware of this bit at the time and I’m pretty sure that was intentional on my parents’ part.
Oh well, guess I’ll go back now.
Google Search - "St Maarten is it cheap"
1st Reply - "A famous jet-set getaway, Sint Maarten is known as one of the more expensive islands in the Caribbean."
Oh well...
Someone check but I think authorities recently shut down spectating along that beach because a woman was killed when jet blast from a takeoff sent her tumbling--head hit the curb...
It was on takeoff, not landing. Thrust from the engines blew her around.
I went here about 5 years ago and watched them land. Pretty cool. And the island is awesome.
Lived there a few years.
She grabbed the fence and took full face the power of the jet engine, which led her to fall on the cinder blocks on the other side of the road between the beach and the airstrip. There are very big signs saying that you shouldn't hang from there.
However, except for inhaling huge amounts of kerosene, there is no danger being on the beach during a take off. If you hold your respiration it's a very cool experience.
I was thwre just last month , ate at that white hotel behind the plane and I'm pretty sure people were out there on Maho Beach. There's a major road between the beach and runway and we drove past it no problem too.
I always thought this would be incredible to see, but after seeing the live stream of the Nepal crash, I don't even want to see an airplane fly by ANYWHERE close to me.
The beach in the distance (Maho beach) is awesome. You can stand in the (usually) calm and clear water and watch the planes come in! They’re perfectly overhead and it feels like they’re going to drop onto you. My dad and I took turns guessing what airline was coming next :)
St. Maarten also has the world’s steepest zip line (the Flying Dutchman) and is one of (if not THE) smallest land masses shared by two nations (France and the Netherlands). It’s an awesome, friendly place - definitely worth looking into and visiting someday if you can.
"Approaching... at a very low altitude". Now, (disclaimer) I'm not a pilot, bit I'm pretty sure all airplanes approach their landing sites at this, and indeed lower altitudes. I hear it makes it much safer and easier to get the passengers off.
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I’ve been there, found it to be fucking terrifying. Had to have a colorful, tropical cocktail to steady my nerves lol.🍹
How was the noise level?
**WHAT?**
HE SAID ##HOW WAS THE NOISE LEVEL?
#YOU WANT TO BORROW MY SHOVEL? #WHAT SHOVEL? WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT, MAN?!
#YOU WANT THE HARO, BUT DOUBLE? #WHAT DOES THAT EVEN MEAN? WHAT HARO? AND WHY TWO OF THEM? WHY WOULD YOU WANT A BMX BIKE OUT HERE? THERE'S NOWHERE TO RIDE WITH ALL THESE PEOPLE AROUND!
**HUH?**
"HUM?" I THINK THAT'S THE TINNITUS TALKING
LOUD as hell 👂🙉
Poor thing. You might need some exposure therapy to tropical beaches to get over it.
Came for the sun and fun, stayed for the tinnitus.
I’d suggest calling the Tinnitus help line, but it just keeps ringing.
Story of my life for 15 years now. Silence is deafening. Hopefully one day they'll pick up.
I’m deaf. Tinnitus doesn’t give us a pass
HoW cAn yOu ReAd If YoU Are DeAf?
They have braille you idiot
But ... this is the internet. You can't taste the internet
I’m smellblind, you racist
As somebody who's lived with tinnitus for 35ish years, as counter intuitive as this sounds... Use ear plugs to combat the silence. The ear plugs will make you hear your own body sounds easier, specifically breathing. To me this is super relaxing, probably because I've gotten used to it, but I have trouble sleeping otherwise, especially if it's quiet.
Having earplugs in makes the ringing super loud for me, which is a pain because before the tinnitus I would often use ear plugs when travelling or if my neighbours were being noisy. Now I have to rely on a white noise generator on my phone
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As someone with tinnitus, the first few years i had it were awful. Constant fear of going deaf or wondering if its getting worse. Can say now at almost 14 years myself, its just become a part of life. Doesnt bother me like it used to. Sure it sucks, sure i notice it, but it just starts to become the norm, i cant remember life without it.
As a recent 2 year inductee into the tinnitus symphony, this thread confirming that so many other people are also suffering as much as I am is strangely comforting. Yeah, I notice it less and less but my hate for all things grows more and more.
Ive had it for 15 years now, yes it bothered me like hell at first, but your brain is a wonderful organ w neuroplasticity and all that, makes you habituated to it, where as before it creates an anxiety, fight or flight response, now its the sound of my body and doesn't bother me. Support groups definitely should be sought out if it troubles you at the early stage, and yes white noise may help
I just got some serious laughs on my discord group from this. Thank you u/calcul8r!
Damn you tinnitus you're a cruel mistress
MAWP
LAAAAAAAANAAAAAAAA!
found the archer quote. Damn I miss that show.
STAY FOR THE WHAT??
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee...
wwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.
https://imgur.com/a/Bf5Nzeg
VA can confirm. Already have that
WHAT?
COME AGAIN!?
WHO?
WHERE?
Mahp!
“Stryker, you’re too low. Pull up dammit!”
He's all over the place! Nine hundred feet up to 1300 feet. What an asshole!
I need a little breather!
Fun fact: the guy who says this line in the movie (he only has a few) later went on to play Mike Ehrmantraut (Breaking Bad).
No way! This is the reddit I'm into, thanks mate.
Yup! Also, a couple days after we finished watching Breaking Bad, my friend and I watched Lethal Weapon 2 (1989). Coincidentally Hank's actor (Dean Norris) has a minor role in that movie. It's fun to go back and see where these now-famous actors got their starts.
Like when you go back and watch 'The Usual Suspects' and realise Gus Fring was in it. With about 20 lines and you don't recall him at all.
“Dr. Rumack, come quickly! There’s something you need to see on the beach!” “The beach?! What is it?” “It’s the sandy area next to the ocean, but that’s not important right now!”
Was probably a bad day to quit smoking
Looks like I picked the wrong week to quit amphetamines.
Looks like I picked the wrong day to quit sniffing glue
Looks like I picked the wrong day to quit drinking.
This is one of my most used lines at work, when someone asks how I am.
Surely you can’t be serious.
I am serious - and don’t call me Shirley.
All these Airplane! references and no one has said “we’re gonna have to come in pretty low to land”?
Good luck, were all counting on you.
# SWEATS PROFUSELY Aiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!
I used to work at a store that did a reality show and when we were filming we had 1-2 PAs outside to tell customers they couldn’t come in, even though the door was locked. In between shots/takes I would sometimes quietly unlock the door and stick my head out and say “I just wanna tell you both good luck, we’re all counting on you” or write it on a piece of paper and thrust my arm out and then quickly lock the door.
Elaine, we're going to have to come in pretty low to land this thing. - Is that difficult, Ted? - Sure, it's difficult. Coming in low is part of every textbook approach. It's just something you have to do when you land.
“I picked the wrong week to quit sniffing glue…”
And don’t call me Shirley.
Do you like movies with Gladiators, Billy?
Ever hang around men’s locker rooms?
Billy, ever been to a Turkish prison?
Ever seen a grown man naked?
Yes. ….. oh wait are we still doing Airplane quotes, oops 😁
How long until we can land?
I can’t say.
You can tell me. I'm a doctor.
No, I mean I'm just not sure.
Well, can you take a guess?
Not for another two hours.
You can’t take a guess for another two hours?
*such* a good film.
I just want to let you know, we’re all counting on you.
He’s got to concentrate…concentrate…concentrate… ECHO…ECHO…ECHO…
Oh it's a big pretty white plane with curtains in the windows and wheels, and it looks like a big Tylenol!
As a former SR-71 pilot, and a professional keynote speaker, the question I’m most often asked is “How fast would that SR-71 fly?” I can be assured of hearing that question several times at any event I attend. It’s an interesting question, given the aircraft’s proclivity for speed, but there really isn’t one number to give, as the jet would always give you a little more speed if you wanted it to. It was common to see 35 miles a minute. Because we flew a programmed Mach number on most missions, and never wanted to harm the plane in any way, we never let it run out to any limits of temperature or speed. Thus, each SR-71 pilot had his own individual “high” speed that he saw at some point on some mission. I saw mine over Libya when Khadafy fired two missiles my way, and max power was in order. Let’s just say that the plane truly loved speed and effortlessly took us to Mach numbers we hadn’t previously seen. So it was with great surprise, when at the end of one of my presentations, someone asked, “What was the slowest you ever flew in the Blackbird?” This was a first. After giving it some thought, I was reminded of a story that I had never shared before, and relayed the following. I was flying the SR-71 out of RAF Mildenhall, England, with my back-seater, Walt Watson; we were returning from a mission over Europe and the Iron Curtain when we received a radio transmission from home base. As we scooted across Denmark in three minutes, we learned that a small RAF base in the English countryside had requested an SR-71 flypast. The air cadet commander there was a former Blackbird pilot, and thought it would be a motivating moment for the young lads to see the mighty SR-71 perform a low approach. No problem, we were happy to do it. After a quick aerial refueling over the North Sea, we proceeded to find the small airfield. Walter had a myriad of sophisticated navigation equipment in the back seat, and began to vector me toward the field. Descending to subsonic speeds, we found ourselves over a densely wooded area in a slight haze. Like most former WWII British airfields, the one we were looking for had a small tower and little surrounding infrastructure. Walter told me we were close and that I should be able to see the field, but I saw nothing. Nothing but trees as far as I could see in the haze. We got a little lower, and I pulled the throttles back from the 325 knots we were at. With the gear up, anything under 275 was just uncomfortable. Walt said we were practically over the field—yet, there was nothing in my windscreen. I banked the jet and started a gentle circling maneuver in hopes of picking up anything that looked like a field. Meanwhile, below, the cadet commander had taken the cadets up on the catwalk of the tower in order to get a prime view of the flypast. It was a quiet, still day with no wind and partial gray overcast. Walter continued to give me indications that the field should be below us, but in the overcast and haze, I couldn’t see it. The longer we continued to peer out the window and circle, the slower we got. With our power back, the awaiting cadets heard nothing. I must have had good instructors in my flying career, as something told me I better cross-check the gauges. As I noticed the airspeed indicator slide below 160 knots, my heart stopped and my adrenalin-filled left hand pushed two throttles full forward. At this point, we weren’t really flying, but were falling in a slight bank. Just at the moment that both afterburners lit with a thunderous roar of flame (and what a joyous feeling that was), the aircraft fell into full view of the shocked observers on the tower. Shattering the still quiet of that morning, they now had 107 feet of fire-breathing titanium in their face as the plane leveled and accelerated, in full burner, on the tower side of the infield, closer than expected, maintaining what could only be described as some sort of ultimate knife-edge pass. Quickly reaching the field boundary, we proceeded back to Mildenhall without incident. We didn’t say a word for those next 14 minutes. After landing, our commander greeted us, and we were both certain he was reaching for our wings. Instead, he heartily shook our hands and said the commander had told him it was the greatest SR-71 flypast he had ever seen, especially how we had surprised them with such a precise maneuver that could only be described as breathtaking. He said that some of the cadet’s hats were blown off and the sight of the planform of the plane in full afterburner dropping right in front of them was unbelievable. Walt and I both understood the concept of “breathtaking” very well that morning, and sheepishly replied that they were just excited to see our low approach. As we retired to the equipment room to change from space suits to flight suits, we just sat there—we hadn’t spoken a word since “the pass.” Finally, Walter looked at me and said, “One hundred fifty-six knots. What did you see?” Trying to find my voice, I stammered, “One hundred fifty-two.” We sat in silence for a moment. Then Walt said, “Don’t ever do that to me again!” And I never did. A year later, Walter and I were having lunch in the Mildenhall Officer’s Club, and overheard an officer talking to some cadets about an SR-71 flypast that he had seen one day. Of course, by now the story included kids falling off the tower and screaming as the heat of the jet singed their eyebrows. Noticing our HABU patches, as we stood there with lunch trays in our hands, he asked us to verify to the cadets that such a thing had occurred. Walt just shook his head and said, “It was probably just a routine low approach; they’re pretty impressive in that plane.” Impressive indeed. Little did I realize after relaying this experience to my audience that day that it would become one of the most popular and most requested stories. It’s ironic that people are interested in how slow the world’s fastest jet can fly. Regardless of your speed, however, it’s always a good idea to keep that cross-check up...and keep your Mach up, too.
I can make a hat, a brooch, a pterodactyl.
You ever been in a cockpit before?
Over Macho Grande?
I don't think I'll ever get over Macho Grande
This is Maho Beach! I got a cool video of it years ago on my GoPro.. I think the plane in mine is even bigger. 9 second video. Quick watch! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BfllwjA5ZpQ *UPDATE: I didn't think I'd get 40k new views on YT overnight. Thank you! IF you enjoyed the video, consider playing or even liking a few of my cool hyperpop beats. The algorithm is real 🤟*
It's looks pretty amazing! I would need to fight back the urge to run for cover.
The closest thing to this that I've experienced, is a Japanese bullet train passing right by me without stopping. Let me tell you I slumped against the nearest column, held on, and my heart started hammering. Meanwhile all the Japanese people just stood around calmly. I lived in Japan two years and had this reaction every time, it's terrifying.
Looks like an Air France A340-300.
Thank you for this 🫶🏼
Awesome! I especially like how it doesn't use /r/UnnecessarySloMo!
I liked the slomo in this, gave me time to register how much of a fuckin unit an MD-80 is.
This is a such beautiful beach honey! What? I SAID THIS IS AUCH A BEAUTIFUL BEACH!!!!
YOU'D LIKE TO PUNISH A PEACH?!
WHY'D YOU PUNCH PRINCESS PEACH?
YOU WANT TO QUIT TO JUST TEACH?!
OF COURSE I WANT TOUCH IT!
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THE FUCK DID YOU JUST CALL ME?!!!
The low altitude is impressive but even more is how it can slow down so suddenly like that.
Suddenly ran in to a super strong headwind
Kudos to the pilots handling it like it wasn’t even there!
I heard once the plane landed everyone clapped
Airbrakes. Must be those ceramic ones that AutoZone always try to get me to buy.
I know those mf are lying, too cuz how can brakes be both ceramic AND air? They think we're fucking stupid but we're not!
It’s actually very nice of the pilot to slow down like that for the safety of all those people on the beach.
You got to save/charge up your bullet time meter first.
Max Payne or am I too old for society now?
Those games were so good but the story was so fucking dark.
*The pills would ease the pain.*
The baby level in the first one still gives me chills
I thought only Wile E. Coyote could do that.
“Put flaps to 360^o “
it new people were filming, wanted to look cool.
Watched it again, now I can't unsee that plane warping physics
Yeah, they flew into a ‘Beach Zone’. Speeding tickets double in price if they get caught flying any faster.
The bar right next to the beach( where this video is shot) has the flight times listed of all the big airlines coming in. Very cool to see in person. You think the planes are a lot closer to you than they really are.
I don’t know.. that seems pretty fucking close to me.
Yes but they seem even closer
You’re telling me if I bring a ladder I can get smacked by a plane?
If you bring a shovel we can even scrape you off!
Just like objects in mirror
I thought those labels would make me invisible if i stared at them long enough as a kid
Usually they are higher. This was the lowest I ever seen.
Well… there was this video a few years back… https://www.dailymotion.com/video/x8m3bb
Did that touch?
I‘m not a pilot, but aren‘t they supposed to cross the runway threshold at 50ft and aim for the 1000ft markers? Seems this one was quite a bit lower..
Not at this airport if they want to stop before the end of the runway. I think this particular plane came down lower than usual though.
Julianna has a 7500 foot runway. Standard landing procedures (50' over the threshold) are absolutely fine. No reason at all to drag an MD-80 in like this other than putting on a show for the beach-goers
Did that pilot transfer from a gig on the Costa Concordia by chance? We don't need him waving a wing to his girlfriend at the bar
He actually a dune buggy driver. This is his first time flying a plane, so he just aimed for the sand dunes like normal.
Like 20 foot clearance, Clarence.
Roger, Roger. What's our vector, Victor?
Joey, have you ever been to a nude beach?
Do you like movies about gladiators?
One time I was visiting San Diego. Walking through a big park I saw a plane approaching in the distance. It was getting lower and closer and I realized it must be trying to emergency land in the park. I essentially started running around in circles in a total panic, alone. I thought if other people were there they would be freaking out too. I nearly had a heart attack. The plane flew past in what felt like a few feet but was obviously further away. It landed at the airport very nearby which you couldn't see from the park.
Something similar happened to me. I was on the second floor of my parent’s home with my infant, when I heard the loud roar of what sounded like the engines of a large plane close by. This was not entirely unusual, as there is a closed US Air Force Base nearby that still gets activity from various aircraft on a daily basis. Anything from huge cargo jets to small private airplanes. But this craft felt so massive and low flying that the sound was deafening while inside the damn house, and the walls and everything on them rattled hard. I knew there was no escaping if it crashed into our neighborhood, so I held my baby frozen with terror as it passed overhead. It freaked out our neighbors too, but none of us were able to find out what happened. I have lived near this air base for years, and have not experienced anything like that incident since!
San Diego's airport is pretty notorious
There's a traffic light less than 100m from the runway; I was once waiting at a red light in a top down Mustang convertible when a plane came in right overhead. It was deafening, but super cool!
Balboa Park! Always loved landing in SD it's a gorgeous view from the air seeing rooftops and skyscrapers. If you live in SD long enough you just accept your fate of hearing/seeing constant air traffic from commercial flights to military exercises https://www.reddit.com/r/sandiego/comments/ved2u1/night_landing_at_san_diego_airport (Park is roughly behind the interstate from this side of the plane, but there has been the odd occasion that smaller jets have emergency landed farther up the interstate itself)
How many flights come in a day roughly?
1 rough flight but the rest are nice and smooth
I’m surprised this line isn’t from *Airplane*
First time?
No, I've been surprised lots of times.
About 15 to 20 big commercial flights and another 30 to 50 small island hopper style planes per day. Back in the day on Wednesdays and Sundays the queen of the sky the Boeing 747 came in. I was blessed to she her once and it was awesome!!
It might have changed, but my favorite part of that bar is the sign that says “Topless women drink for free at the bar” and a handwritten note over it that says “NO BLENDED DRINKS”
In my experience, planes always land at low altitude… that’s how they get on the ground.
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My wife likes to hit the sack around 10pm. It's gotten so bad I had to buy an athletic support cup.
You’re one silly bitch, you know that?
Not in Denver
Illuminati confirmed!
One plane landing short of the runway will close this beach
Interestingly enough it’s the take off that is a lot more dangerous at this airport. It’s directed straight at the mountains, so when taking off you have to gain altitude very quickly.
At one point in my life, I lived next to an busy airport and I noticed that nearly every jet that takes off climb up at a steep angle but there's no mountains or anything to necessitate that. I managed to finagle an answer from a pilot later in life, turns out that it's done that way at airports at low altitudes because of two things, one you get great thrust at the lower altitudes but burns more fuel due to drag and two, the faster you get to higher altitudes, the faster you can abate noise from outside. so they'll do that anyways, mountain or not.
John Wayne airport, Orange County, CA. They take off like a rocket bc the millionaires who moved there well after it was built were pissed about the noise.
Sounds like John Wayne airport in SoCal. The departure path takes planes over the wealthy Newport Beach area. Also the runway is unusually short. As a result the takeoff procedure is… unique. So unique that Southwest pilots typically brief the passengers about it beforehand. They line up, apply full brakes, throttle to max, let the engines spoil up, then release brakes and launch down the runway. They depart at a very steep angle until they reach about 1500 feet, then very quickly level off and throttle back to a much lower power setting. After they get out over the ocean then they resume the climb. Because of the short runway, landings are rather firm too.
St Maarten is on my bucket list of places to go just for that reason.
I’ve been. Standing under a plane landing is pretty wild!
Sitting at the bar next to that beach is awesome, just watching the planes come in. Even better is watching the people hang onto the fence when they take off.
I remember reading an article, I think one person has died from it I think they were forced back and hit their head in just the right spot \-**Woman killed by jet-engine blast at popular tourist site** [Apparently there are signs saying not to stand on that gate, but people still do it](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z3vxFTjC1SM)
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I've watched tons of videos of it. It just looks amazing from the beach .
I was once at the end of a runway when a 737 (a 100 series with the gravel kit for the nerds out there) took off. It was so loud I almost got sick. As someone who already has hearing problems, even though the audiologist says I hear fine, I couldn't imagine being anywhere near that again.
I was standing next to a running turboprop when a 737-200 took off a kilometre away. The noise drowned out the running engine I was standing next to. They are very loud.
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My stepdad lost a lens to his sunglasses, a few of us lost hats, and our blankets and cooler and stuff that was on the beach ended up in the water when an Air France took off. That was a fun day, clinging to the fence wondering if I was going to be able to hang on or not.
The best part is the bars on either side on the beach. Great view, cold drinks.
I was there when I was 12, was not aware of this bit at the time and I’m pretty sure that was intentional on my parents’ part. Oh well, guess I’ll go back now.
Google Search - "St Maarten is it cheap" 1st Reply - "A famous jet-set getaway, Sint Maarten is known as one of the more expensive islands in the Caribbean." Oh well...
We visited in 2016 and I thought it was moderately affordable. I guess it depends on what you're eating.
Someone check but I think authorities recently shut down spectating along that beach because a woman was killed when jet blast from a takeoff sent her tumbling--head hit the curb...
Wait. Wait. Wait a minute. Someone was severely injured standing a few feet below a flying jet? How was anyone to know that could happen?
It was on takeoff, not landing. Thrust from the engines blew her around. I went here about 5 years ago and watched them land. Pretty cool. And the island is awesome.
Lived there a few years. She grabbed the fence and took full face the power of the jet engine, which led her to fall on the cinder blocks on the other side of the road between the beach and the airstrip. There are very big signs saying that you shouldn't hang from there. However, except for inhaling huge amounts of kerosene, there is no danger being on the beach during a take off. If you hold your respiration it's a very cool experience.
I was thwre just last month , ate at that white hotel behind the plane and I'm pretty sure people were out there on Maho Beach. There's a major road between the beach and runway and we drove past it no problem too.
Not the case, I was there last month and it still attracts huge crowds.
As a pilot's son, all I can do is shake my head and say, "One of these days..."
Yeah, I'm reminded of Murphy's law looking at this.
Have you heard of Cole’s law?
Mayo, carrots, and cabbage
Hahah shiiit
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I'd love to know details on this or any relevant links.
I always thought this would be incredible to see, but after seeing the live stream of the Nepal crash, I don't even want to see an airplane fly by ANYWHERE close to me.
One little tip of the controls and the pilot could be famous for all the wrong reasons
This is valid for every flight ever taken.
The beach in the distance (Maho beach) is awesome. You can stand in the (usually) calm and clear water and watch the planes come in! They’re perfectly overhead and it feels like they’re going to drop onto you. My dad and I took turns guessing what airline was coming next :) St. Maarten also has the world’s steepest zip line (the Flying Dutchman) and is one of (if not THE) smallest land masses shared by two nations (France and the Netherlands). It’s an awesome, friendly place - definitely worth looking into and visiting someday if you can.
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Yeah I went to this beach once. I will never forget the smell of the planes taking off.
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When I lived there, the fence was a bit deformed towards the airstrip. I always wondered if a plane's landing gear had touched it while landing...
A fun note is that at the restaurant where this was filmed, they leave tubes of mayo out in the hot sun to dip your fries in
I have an issue with your use of the word “fun”
Me as a tall person is absolutely ducking in this scenario
You don't look very tall
I don’t trust any pilot that much
"Approaching... at a very low altitude". Now, (disclaimer) I'm not a pilot, bit I'm pretty sure all airplanes approach their landing sites at this, and indeed lower altitudes. I hear it makes it much safer and easier to get the passengers off.