As most of you have probably already heard, I made a mistake yesterday which nearly ended my life. I launched Skyport with my harness completely unbuckled. Zero, nothing. I suddenly found myself over the middle of the canyon hanging by my arms hooked over the points where the carabiners attach to the harness. I searched for my stirrup, but couldn't get it. I tried several times to grab the carabiners and pull myself up but I couldn't quite get in and kept slipping back down By that time I was a thousand over and near the powerlines and I figured my best option was to hang on and try to fly it out. I still had the brakes and I could turn a little my bending my wrists.
Oddly, what I was afraid of more than falling was the thought of never seeing my children again, and I resolved that they were not going to get that phone call, that this was not going to end that way, period. That resolve filled my mind and pushed everything else out, and gave me strength.
But by the time I reached Parma, a few hundred over, hanging on had become difficult. I was breathing hard and shaking, and the pain was pretty intense. But failure was not an option, especially so close. I made a few slow turns to burn off altitude and just pointed at the LZ. Luck put me down right in the middle of it. I didn't have the strength to flare or run it out and slid in on my face. I went to get up and found that my arms didn't work, so I rolled on my side. I heard familiar voices around me asking if I was OK, but I couldn't answer. Someone took my gear off as I laid there. After a few minutes I managed to get up, and collapsed again. That's when the tears came, because of relief I was alive, but also because of the horror of what I had just nearly done.
How could this have happened ? I knew the sequence of events. I was geared up and was waiting in line to launch when I remembered something in my harness, and took it off to get to it. When I put it back on, the straps were hanging below my flight deck and hidden by it, and I failed to re-buckle, and didn't do a preflight check. How could I have done that ? I'd like to blame it on stupidity, but I know that's not the problem. Nor is a lack of experince. When I was talking to Lee, our resident commercial pilot, afterwards, he said that one of the biggest threats airline pilots have is complacency. Somewhere in my head I thought that after hundreds of flights, buckling in was so automatic that I couldn't forget to do it. What I learned yesterday is that I can forget, I did, and most important, given the chance, I will do it again I have to protect myself from myself. That means a full preflight check, every time I get into my equipment. And before I pull up, a final check that those buckles are done. Every time. I'm also going to start looking at the buckles of the other pilots on launch, especially those who should know better..
I want to thank everyone in the LZ for the support, compassion and understanding they gave me, and Robb for his calming and reassuring voice on the radio. I'm grateful to (still) be a part of our very special communitity.