How pilots made an amazing crash landing
BY John Dyson
17th Jan 2024 Life
8 min read
The jet
was almost out of fuel. The pilots’ only option was a manoeuvre no one had ever
attempted. "The next aircraft will crash on landing"
The jet
thundered down the runway, then lifted into the evening sky over Los Angeles.
“That’s odd,” remarked Captain Tim Barnby, noticing that the wheels seemed to
take longer than usual to retract. He scanned the instruments for indications
of trouble. There were none: all the wheels were up and locked.
With no
problems evident, Virgin Atlantic Flight 024, with 98 passengers and a crew of
16, set a course to London’s Heathrow Airport. The flight was uneventful, and
11 hours later the red-and-white Airbus 340 began to descend. Thanks to
favourable tail winds, touchdown—at 3.05pm on November 5, 1997—would be a
little early.
In the cockpit
Graham and
Janice Jones saw their daughter, Claire, 23, grin as she came down the aisle,
smart in her flight attendant’s uniform. She had invited her parents on a trip
to California, and they were now returning home. “Dad,” Claire said, “the
captain wants to know if you’d like to sit in the cockpit for landing.”
“I’d love
it!” he replied. Minutes later, Jones slid into a jump seat between Captain
Barnby, 39, who was talking to air-traffic control on the radio, and Andrew
Morley, 32, who was piloting the plane. The third pilot, Craig Mathieson, 28,
who had relieved the others during the night, explained the landing sequence to
Jones. “When the landing gear is lowered,” he said, “you’ll see four green
lights on the instrument panel showing the wheels are down and locked.”
Coming in for landing
At seven miles
to touchdown, Morley ordered, “Gear down!” There was a clunk as the big doors
opened, and a rumble as the wheel struts unfolded into the slipstream. Jones
watched three green lights illuminate—and one red. The pilots waited for the
red to correct to green. Nothing changed.
“Recycle
the gear, please,” Morley said. Barnby raised and lowered the wheels. Again,
three greens and a red. Now as the plane descended to 750 feet on final
approach, alarms dinged like door chimes. Morley immediately pushed the
throttles to climb while Barnby raised the wheels. Flight 024 surged into the
clouds.
“The boys
have a bit of a problem,” Mathieson told Jones. “Would you mind going back to
your seat?”
“What have I done?”
Barnby
knew that minor glitches often caused false alarms. He was confident all four
sets of wheels were coming down perfectly and that only the warning light was
faulty. But with the landing gear out of sight there was no way to be sure.
As Morley
flew a circular holding pattern, Mathieson raised a hatch in the floor and
wriggled into the tiny avionics compartment. Brightly lit with electronic boxes
on metal shelves, it was like the inside of a computer. As he pulled different
combinations of circuit breakers, the pilots raised and lowered the gear. The
red light remained on.
"The pilots raised and lowered the plane's landing gear but the red light remained on"
Barnby
kept his eye on the fuel gauges; already, 25 minutes of circling had burned
nearly half the fuel reserve. “Looks like we’ve got a real problem,” he said.
“I want to do a flyby.” They’d make a low pass by Heathrow’s control tower so
controllers there could see whether all wheels were down.
In the
forward galley, in-flight supervisor Jacalyn Courtney explained the pilot’s
plans to the crew. Claire Jones was close to tears as she realised the
implications. “I’ve got my Mum and Dad!” she cried. “What have I done?”
Jittery passengers
By now the
passengers were getting jittery. Colin Mitchell kept his nose in his book. A
rollercoaster fanatic who worked for a London bank, he’d been surprised on his
40th birthday when his wife, Lesley, gave him tickets to Las Vegas so he could
ride one of the world’s highest roller coasters. With their daughter Hayley,
age three, they were now heading home. “Why don’t you panic like the rest of
us?” Lesley teased.
Claire
Jones seemed agitated as she checked the other passengers. “It’s going to be
fine, don’t worry,” she told them. But she wouldn’t look her mother in the eye;
Janice Jones knew the situation was serious.
Emergency procedures
Barnby now
took the controls while the other two pilots began reviewing emergency
checklists.
Barnby
levelled off at 250 feet, roaring toward the control tower. “You’ll enjoy this,
Tim. It’s your cup of tea,” Morley said lightly. He knew that Barnby was an
aerobatic pilot in his spare time and had won the British aerobatic
championship that summer. An abnormal landing won’t be so tough for a man who
spends a lot of time flying upside down, Morley mused.
At the
last moment Barnby pulled back on the stubby control stick. Climbing steeply,
he tipped the plane’s belly. “It’s bad news,” a controller radioed from the
tower. “The left gear is not even out of its bay.”
“Roger,”
Barnby replied, his mind racing. Their fuel was getting short. Flight 024 was
in trouble.
Risky manoeuvre
Barnby’s
radio crackled; it was Robin Cox, manager of the Airbus fleet. “Okay, there are
a few things you can do,” he advised. “You can try bouncing her.” Barnby would
hit the good wheels hard on the runway and take off instantly, hoping to jolt
the stuck wheels down.
“Not in
this aircraft,” Barnby replied, noting that fuel was running low. “I need to
get her on the ground.”
Cox had
another idea. “You can pull some G,” he suggested.
"Barnby's only hope was to land on the right-side set of wheels—no one had ever tried this in a wide-body jet"
Barnby
pushed the plane into a steep dive, then pulled up sharply while flicking the
wings up and down, hoping gravitational force would dislodge the stuck wheels.
As the
G-force squeezed passengers into their seats, Colin Mitchell flung out an arm
to protect his daughter Hayley. This was a stomach churner at least as good as
his birthday surprise, he thought. And scarier.
But the
manoeuvre didn’t work. Barnby’s only hope was to land on the right-side set of
wheels, while holding the left wing off the runway to keep it from touching and
cartwheeling the plane. No one had ever tried this in a wide-body jet. “You’d
better call a mayday,” Barnby told Morley.
Airport in crisis mode
In the
tower, air-traffic watch manager Alan Haines flipped up the red cover on his
desk and pressed the “crash” button. Instantly Heathrow Airport swung into
crisis mode. Departures were stopped, taxiways closed and many incoming flights
diverted. Thousands of travellers groaned as “delayed” flashed up on
flight-information screens.
Fire and
rescue units sped to positions along a 2.5-mile runway. Nearby hospitals were
warned to expect a major accident.
Another problem
Barnby and
his crew methodically worked through the crash-landing checklist on their
screens, then again from the printed sheets in the plane’s handbook. This time
they realised they had overlooked something. The small print stated: Ensure
centre gear is raised.
Barnby and
Morley exchanged horrified glances. The wheel strut in the centre of the
fuselage, between the wings, was not strengthened for heavy impact, and if they
landed with the centre wheel down—as it was—the strut could punch up through
the cabin. Shocked by the lapse, Barnby flew a circle while they sorted it out.
“Can you spot anything else?” he asked anxiously.
Mathieson
scanned the lists. “No, that’s it.”
All his
flying life Barnby had wondered what it would be like to have an accident. Will
the plane stay straight as it skids down the runway? Will it break up? He tried
to put aside negative thoughts. Just fly the plane, he told himself. Everything
will be fine.
Passengers preparing for a crash landing
With
minutes to go, in-flight supervisor Courtney asked passengers to read the
safety card and look for the nearest exits. “Able-bodied passengers who are
firemen, police, airline staff, pilots, doctors or military,” she added,
“please make yourselves known.”
Flight
attendants then chose four passengers to sit near every door. “You have to go
down the slide first and get people out of the way at the bottom,” Claire told
her father.
“I can’t
leave without you and Mum,” Graham replied.
“Dad!” she
snapped in a tone he hadn’t heard before.
“All
right, I’ll do it!” he agreed.
The
Mitchells strapped Hayley into her seat. “There’s going to be lots of noise,
darling,” Lesley said, her stomach knotting. “Daddy will undo your seat belt,
and then we’re going to run as fast as we can.” Blue eyes big and round, Hayley
gazed trustingly at Lesley.
“Brace! Brace! Brace!”
An Airbus 320 with malfunctioning landing gear making an emergency landing in 2005. Credit: Andrewmarino
At 4.19pm
the Heathrow tower controller radioed Barnby: “You are cleared to land, runway
27, wind south at 14 knots, emergency services standing by.” Rescue units’
radios crackled: “All stations. The next aircraft will crash on landing.”
Five miles
out Barnby picked up the runway lights. Monitoring the instruments, Morley kept
up a running commentary: “Descent rate good. Land slightly to the right.”
At 200
feet Morley spoke over the public-address system: “Brace! Brace! Brace!”
Protecting their faces with pillows, passengers leaned forward and pressed
their hands on their heads.
The Airbus
seemed to float out of the sky like a gigantic bird reaching for the ground
with a single claw. Barnby held her straight down the runway and pulled up the
nose; the longer the Airbus stayed in the air, the more it would slow before it
hit.
With a
slight thump, the plane’s 150-tonne weight kissed down on the wheels of the
right main gear. “Cut the outboards,” Barnby called. Mathieson snapped the
master switches of engines one and four to minimise the risk of fire.
The left
wing lifted, causing the right to drop. The engines under the right wing
scraped along the concrete, shooting streams of sparks.
"The plane slid along its belly then finally came to a halt. The emergency personnel braced for an explosion—none came"
Firetrucks
sped along behind Flight 024, dodging metal pieces that broke from its
undercarriage. The fire crews expected the plane to roll and split apart at any
minute.
But Barnby
levelled the right wing, and the nose wheel touched down. “Cut two!” he
ordered. “Cut three.”
The plane
swung right, its good wheels coming perilously close to the runway edge. As it
started to slow, the left wing dropped, and the engines on the left side
scraped concrete. Barnby and Morley gently pressed on the rudder and brake
pedals, but the computer was confused because only one set of main wheels was
registering. Finally, after 16 seconds, it applied full brakes.
The wheels
on the right landing gear locked, and the smoking tires blew out with loud
bangs. Melting as they scored into the concrete, the wheel rims spurted sheets
of flame and sparks.
The plane
slid along its belly, canting to the left, then finally came to a halt. The
emergency personnel all braced for an explosion. None came. Firetrucks pulling
alongside sprayed foam on the smoking wheels. There was no fire.
Burst of applause
In the
cabin a burst of applause quickly faltered as flight attendants ordered the
passengers to evacuate. Colin Mitchell put Hayley on an escape slide and let
go. A fireman caught her at the bottom. When Lesley hit the ground seconds
later, Hayley reached over to her and giggled, “Mummy, can we do it again?”
In less
than a minute the cabin was empty. Outside, Claire ran to join her parents. “We
made it,” they cried, hugging one another.
Later
Claire and her mother hugged Barnby and his crew. “You did a terrific job!”
Janice said. Barnby boxed Graham on the shoulder. “It’s all your fault,” he
said, laughing. “Everything was OK until you came into the cockpit!”
Investigation findings
A British
government investigation concluded that as Flight 024 lifted off the runway in
Los Angeles, a metal pin about ten centimetres long fell out of a brake
assembly, allowing one end to drop and jam the left gear door mechanism.
Following
the accident, the landing gear was redesigned to prevent future malfunctions.
Banner photo: A Virgin Atlantic Airbus 340 (Aero Icarus)
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