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2 Pilots Killed after a Helicopter carrying relief material Crashes in Rain Hit Uttarkashi
Capt Ranjit Lal, Pilot In Command , Capt Shailesh, Co- Pilot

https://www.flying-crews.com/2019/08/2-pilots-killed-after-helicopter.html

The site of Helicopter crash in Uttarkashi.

DEHRADUN: उत्तराखंड के उत्तरकाशी जिले में बारिश से तबाह हुए राहत और बचाव कार्यों में लगे उनके हेलीकॉप्टर के दुर्घटनाग्रस्त हो जाने से एक चॉपर पायलट और दो चालक दल के सदस्यों की मौत हो गई।

उत्तरकाशी आपदा प्रबंधन अधिकारी देवेंद्र पटवाल ने कहा कि हेलीकॉप्टर दुर्घटनाग्रस्त लोगों के बीच राहत सामग्री वितरित करने के बाद लौटते समय मोल्डी के पास दुर्घटनाग्रस्त हो गया।

"प्रारंभिक जानकारी के अनुसार, दुर्घटना एक उच्च ऊंचाई पर नहीं हुई," पटवाल ने कहा, जब विमान दुर्घटनाग्रस्त हुआ, तो चालक दल के केवल सदस्य विमान में सवार थे।

मृतकों की पहचान कैप्टन रंजीत लाल, पायलट इन कमांड, कैप्टन शैलेश, सह पायलट, राजपाल राणा के रूप में की गई है।

मुख्यमंत्री ने घटना में जानमाल के नुकसान पर दुख व्यक्त किया है और मृतक के परिजनों को 15-10 लाख रुपये की अनुग्रह राशि देने की घोषणा की है।

जिले के मोरी इलाके में रविवार को हुई मूसलाधार बारिश में 16 लोगों की मौत हो गई और लगभग आधा दर्जन लापता हो गए।

DEHRADUN : A Chopper Pilot and two crew members were killed when their helicopter engaged in relief and rescue operations in rain-ravaged Uttarkashi district of Uttarakhand crashed on Wednesday, an official said.

The helicopter crashed near Moldi while returning after distributing relief material among the affected people, Uttarkashi disaster management officer Devendra Patwal said.

"According to preliminary information, the crash did not occur at a high altitude," Patwal said, adding, only members of the crew were onboard the aircraft when it crashed.

The deceased have been identified as Capt Ranjit Lal, Pilot In Command , Capt Shailesh, Co- Pilot, Rajpal Rana.
The Chief minister has expressed his grief over the loss of lives in the incident and announced an ex-gratia of Rs 15 lakh each to next of the kin of the deceased.

Torrential rains in Mori area of the district on Sunday left 16 persons dead and around half a dozen missing.

One fine hot summer afternoon there was a Cessna 150 flying in the pattern at a quiet country airfield. The Instructor was getting quite bothered with the student's inability to maintain altitude in the thermals and was getting impatient at sometimes having to take over the controls. Just then he saw a twin engine Cessna 402 5,000 ft. above him and thought, "Another 1,000 hrs of this and I qualify for that twin charter job! Aaahh.. to be a real pilot going somewhere!"

The 402 was already late and the boss told him this charter was for one of the Company's premier clients. He'd already set MCT and the cylinders didn't like it in the heat of this summer's day. He was at 6,000 ft. with a 20kt headwind. Today was the 6th day straight and he was pretty dang tired of fighting these engines. Maybe if he got 10,000 ft. out of them the wind might die off... geez those cylinder temps! He looked out momentarily and saw a B737 leaving a contrail at 33,000 ft. in the serene blue sky. "Oh man," he thought, "My interview is next month. I hope I just don't blow it! Outta G/A, nice jet job, above the weather... no snotty passengers to wait for .... "

The 737 bucked and weaved in the heavy CAT at FL330 and ATC advised that lower levels were not available due to traffic. The Captain, who was only recently advised that his destination was below RVR minimums, had slowed to LRC to try and hold off a possible inflight diversion, and arrange an ETA that would helpfully ensure the fog had lifted to CATII minima. The Company negotiations broke down yesterday and looked as if everyone was going to take a dang pay cut. The F/O's would be
particularly hard hit as their pay wasn't anything to speak of anyway. Finally deciding on a speed compromise between LRC and turbulence penetration, the Captain looked up and saw the contrails of Concorde at Mach 2+. Tapping his F/O's shoulder as the 737 took another bashing, he said "Now THAT'S what we should be on... huge pay ... super fast... not too many routes...not too many legs... above the CAT... yep! What a life...!"

FL590 was not what the Concorde captain wanted anyway and he considered FL570. Already the TAT was creeping up again and either they would have to descend or slow down. That dang rear fuel transfer pump was becoming unreliable and the F/E had said moments ago that the radiation meter was not reading numbers that he'd like to see. Concorde descended to FL570 but the radiation was still quite high even though the NOTAM had indicated hunky dory below FL610. Fuel flow was up and the transfer pump was intermittent. Evening turned into night as they passed over the Atlantic. Looking up, the F/O could see a tiny white dot moving against the backdrop of a myriad of stars. "Hey Captain" he called as he pointed. "Must be the Shuttle. "The Captain looked for a moment and agreed. Quietly he thought how a Shuttle mission, while complicated, must be the-be-all-and- end-all in aviation. Above the crap, no radiation problems, no dang fuel transfer problems...aaah. Must be a great way to earn a buck."

Discovery was into its 27th orbit and perigee was 200ft out from nominated rendezvous altitude with the Communication Satellite. The robot arm was virtually u/s and a walk could become necessary. The 200ft predicted error would necessitate a corrective burn and Discovery needed that fuel if a walk was to be required. Houston continually asked what the Commander wanted to do while the advice they proffered wasn't much help. The Commander had already been 12 hours on station sorting out the problem and just wanted 10 minutes to himself to take a leak. Just then a mission specialist, who had tilted the shuttle's powerful telescope down to the surface for a minute or two, called the Commander to the scope. "Have a look at this Sir, isn't this the kinda flying you said you wanted to do after you finish up with NASA?" The Commander peered through the telescope and cried "Oh yeah! Now THAT'S flying! Man, that's what its all about! Geez I'd give my left nut just to be doing THAT down there!"

What the Discovery Commander was looking at was a Cessna 150 flying slowly in the pattern at a quiet country airfield on a nice bright sunny afternoon.

I'll tell you...Pilots are never Happy unless they are drinking beer and looking for a better job!

How true...

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