We are very proud and privileged
to have flown on that technological triumph - Concorde - not once, but twice. The first time was on 1 March 2002 from London to New York, and the second time was 30 August 2003 from Bridgetown, Barbados to London.
The experience of flying on Concorde is utterly unforgettable. How else can you view the earth from nearly 11 miles high (in our case 58,000 feet) and arrive in New York an hour and a half before you leave London?
I make no apology for the use of the present tense when talking about Concorde. It's just not right to refer to her as something from the past. She is in our hearts in the present and in the future... until something comes along to surpass her. If it ever does.
The photographs were taken before and during our flights and I have included some explanatory notes - I do hope you find them interesting.
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picture to open a larger image in its own window.
View a superb
Concorde
video montage
courtesy of YouTube - beautiful.
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Our first glimpse of Concorde G-BOAE (Alpha-Echo) on the tarmac at London, Heathrow ready for the 10.30am flight to JFK, New York, on 1st March 2002. Just look at those lines! Concorde is small and sleek and holds 100 passengers. Contrary to popular belief, she is NOT cramped inside; leg room and seat-width is no different from any other business class flights.
The schedule flight number from LHR
to JFK is BA001
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The view of the LED readout from the front of Concorde's
cabin. Mach 2 represents twice the speed of sound.
Concorde often flies at 60,000 feet - her optimum
cruising height depends on several factors (don't ask me
what as I'm not an aerodynamicist!). On this
particular flight we got to 57,000 feet. At this
altitude you are well above any weather effects so the
flight is extremely smooth, with no turbulence at all.
The only time you feel anything is when the Captain puts
on the afterburners to give Concorde that extra 'oomph'
to break the sound barrier. Then you feel a little
'kick' - a bit like someone letting their foot off the
clutch when driving a car. |
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The service, food and drink on board
Concorde is superb (so it should be - you've paid for
it!). Here I am enjoying the finest champagne and
some pre-luncheon canapés, including
Beluga caviar - yum.
By the way, note the tiny size of the windows compared
to other aircraft; they are only about the size of a
large grapefruit. |
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For more photos download my Concorde slide-show (1.91MB) |
What can I say but "Oh wow!". A view of the earth
from 57,000 feet. At this height you are over 10
miles high and the curve of the earth is clearly visible
when you press your face up to the glass. You are flying
in the stratosphere, on the edge of space, and the sky,
as you can see, varies from a vivid, unblemished blue to
a deep indigo shade as you look higher.
Incidentally, even though the outside air temperature at
this altitude is about -50ºC, the windows feel quite
warm to the touch. This is because of the air friction
generated at Mach 2 (in this flight we reached 1280mph).
Indeed, Concorde is coated in a special paint as she
grows 6 - 10" in length during one transatlantic flight
due to heat expansion.
The earth spins at about 1,000 miles per hour. When
Concorde flies west, from London to New York, she flies
faster than the earth turns. This means you go back in
time... literally. An average transatlantic flight takes
about 3 hours 30 minutes, and the time in New York is
five hours behind London. This means if you leave London
at 10.30am, you arrive in New York at 9.00am - an hour
and a half before you left! Who said time-travel only
happens in science-fiction?! :-) |
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G-BOAC (Alpha-Charlie) stands on
the tarmac at Grantley Adams Airport, Barbados,
prior to her last ever departure for London on 30
August 2003.
Our flight home from Barbados was
a particularly poignant occasion in which the
aircraft and passengers were given a trumpeted guard
of honour by the Royal Barbados Police Band (see
below).
Incidentally, we would see the
R.B.P.B. again five months later. This time they
were not honouring the final departure of a great
achievement, but were heralding the first arrival
of another great achievement - the Cunard ocean
liner QM2. |
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Alpha-Charlie receives a water
cannon salute while taxiing for her final flight out
of Barbados. We were on the port side, just
about where the spray hit the side of the 'plane. |
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