Ansett767 From Australia, joined May 1999, 1021 posts, RR: 2 Posted (7 years 8 months 3 weeks 3 days 2 hours ago) and read 4858 times:
Similar to some past topics but more general - what was your first aviation moment/memory?
Me, I was maybe 6 or 7 and I always remembered going to Cape Town airport and pulling into the carpark and being able to see all the orange SAA tails over the terminal building.... I was always amazed to see them
Around the same age I also remember my first international trip - getting on an SAA A300 to Jo'burg and then changing there and awaiting the Swissair MD-11 flight to Zurich. And seeing about 4 or 5 international planes - was such a rush! I can't remember which they were- I think El Al, BA (did they still fly to SA in mid 80's?), Sabena maybe?
Also I remember the likes of Comair, Sunair etc.... before they disappeared/were taken over.
Wow, what great memories. What were some of yours?
CrimsonNL From Netherlands, joined Dec 2007, 2155 posts, RR: 26
Reply 1, posted (7 years 8 months 3 weeks 3 days 1 hour ago) and read 4854 times:
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The earliest thing I can remember, no Idea how old I was at that time, that after a flight me and my sis were crying all the time (god knows why) we flew transavia but this Air Holland stewardess showed up and gave me a stuffed bear with an Air Holland logo on it!
BAViscount From United Kingdom, joined Mar 2004, 2338 posts, RR: 3
Reply 2, posted (7 years 8 months 3 weeks 2 days 23 hours ago) and read 4851 times:
I remember a couple of trips to LHR at quite an early age that really sparked my interest in aviation, but this is the earliest, and the main one that did for me:
When I was about 7 or 8, one of my older cousins was heading off to visit our family in the US for the first time. At the time, they were living in Columbia, South Carolina, so the first leg of his journey had him flying LHR-JFK on a PanAm 747. His departure turned into quite a family event, and a whole load of us headed to the airport to see him off. Back then (around 1973/4), Terminal 3 at LHR was a very different place. It seemed a lot more spacious and light than it does today, you could even look down from the upper departure floor at the check-in areas on the ground floor below. There were large airline logos all along one wall depicting the numerous airlines that used T3 - it all seemed so exotic! I remember being fascinated by the whole check-in process, being curious as to what happened to his suitcase once it had been taken away and wondering what on earth was going on on the other side of the magic portal that only my cousin was allowed to pass through!
Once all the waving was over, we all headed off to the viewing terrace on the roof of the Queen's Building and waited for his flight to depart. I was transfixed by all the screaming jets that were taxiing all around us then roaring into the sky. I started to imagine where they might be going, and what those places might be like. I knew right then that I wanted to be on one of those brightly-coloured metal birds to see what it was like. Eventually the PA 747 came into view and we all waved like mad as it roared down the runway and lumbered into the sunny afternoon sky. It seemed to hang there for ages, but eventually it was just a smudge against the blue, so we all started to head home. I really didn't want to leave, I wanted to stay there watching the planes and taking in all the sights, sounds and smells.
I went back many, many, MANY times after that!
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Airbuster From Netherlands, joined Mar 2007, 481 posts, RR: 0
Reply 3, posted (7 years 8 months 3 weeks 2 days 12 hours ago) and read 4833 times:
I must have been around 4 and remember disembarking an Iberia 727 via the rear airstairs....now that was something very cool for me! And Apparently my parents took me on a caravelle when i was even younger, i'd have loved to remember that....
SpeedBirdA380 From United Kingdom, joined Jul 2008, 539 posts, RR: 1
Reply 4, posted (7 years 8 months 3 weeks 2 days 8 hours ago) and read 4825 times:
My first experience was watching the plane's at Heathrow in a special observation platform- I was only 7 so cant remember where it was in the airport!
At 9 year's old I flew for the first time on a BA 747 and got to go in the cockpit. That is something I will never forget.
But what really reinforced my interest and probably the clearest memory's I have was when I went on holiday to my Uncle's house in Shannon, Ireland on holiday and his house was really close to Shannon Airport and the runway.
I would spend hour's watching all the plane's coming and going. One day we were treated to an Air France Concorde that was doing touch and go's for about an hour. I can only assume they were training pilot's or checking the aircraft for something?
Vhqpa From Australia, joined Jul 2005, 1607 posts, RR: 1
Reply 5, posted (7 years 8 months 3 weeks 2 days ago) and read 4811 times:
Mine was in the Early 90's at an early age (4 or 5) my grandma would take me to DRW airport all the time (at least once a week) we would go airside to the domestic departure lounge we would watch the same departures all time 2 AN 727-200 one to ADL and MEL, the other to BNE and SYD and 2 TN 737-300's (and later on QF) to the same cities. I also remember my father going on a Union flag livered AN 727-200 to ADL on a business trip a few times. When I started school my school was near the threshold of Runway 29 and I would see the departures from my classroom at close range. I would get into trouble for not concentrating on what the teacher had to say as a 727 zoomed past the window. I also remember my parents promising to take me to BNE for a holiday one day several times. One time they did only we never came back .
Stratosphere From United States of America, joined Sep 2007, 1707 posts, RR: 5
Reply 7, posted (7 years 8 months 2 weeks 6 days 4 hours ago) and read 4761 times:
Mine was in the late 60's early 70's taking my cousin to the airport he was at first a student at Parks College in STL. I used to go to the airport when my dad would drive him. Then he moved to Long Beach CA and I used to go again to take him to JFK. I remember seeing AA's 707's and also 747's going to LAX which is what he usually flew. That sparked my interest in aviation.
AlexEU From Nauru, joined Oct 2007, 1874 posts, RR: 2
Reply 8, posted (7 years 8 months 2 weeks 5 days 23 hours ago) and read 4753 times:
It was an Olympic Airways flight to Athens. I can't remember the aircraft, but I remember the acceleration, and I thought that I don't want to do anything related to aviation! After we landed in Athens I was hooked...
Qantasistheway From Australia, joined May 2008, 318 posts, RR: 1
Reply 9, posted (7 years 8 months 2 weeks 5 days 22 hours ago) and read 4752 times:
Flying from SYD-FRA on Qantas to visit all my German family. I remember sitting on the armests in the middle of the night watching the television programmes on the projector with headphones that were way too big for me. Oh those were the times, when economy felt spacious.
Kimberlyrj From United Kingdom, joined Mar 2008, 385 posts, RR: 1
Reply 11, posted (7 years 8 months 2 weeks 5 days 14 hours ago) and read 4733 times:
My first flight was when I was eight weeks old (TWA Boeing 742 LHR to JFK) however the first one I remember was when I was four years old, flying from Minorca to Gatwick on a British Caledonian DC10-30, remember being so small, the massive cabin and the really cool looking flight attendants uniform!
Those were the days. Its odd how I remember the return flight but not the flight from Gatwick to Minorca!
Have to say it was seeing those Flight Attendants that made me want to be a flight attendant myself and here I am – same my uniform is not as good as British Caledonian/Caledonians was!
Skydrol From Canada, joined Oct 2003, 1188 posts, RR: 9
Reply 12, posted (7 years 8 months 2 weeks 5 days 5 hours ago) and read 4715 times:
The first aviation memory I have was not a good one. Flying from YWG to YVR in an AC DC-8 at about age four, I was sitting in the window seat and I remember being amazed by the cylindrical ashtrays which slid out from the front of the armrests. I looked out the window and noticed the airplane registration in big block letters on top of the wing, CF-xxx, so I proceeded to copy the registration in equally big block letters onto the yellow armrest pad closest to the window.. For some reason the pen that Mom had given to me earlier to draw with did not have washable ink! My ass got a major tan for my artwork...
So my first aviation memory: Vandalizing an airplane at a very early age!!
ElBandGeek From United States of America, joined Jun 2008, 778 posts, RR: 0
Reply 16, posted (7 years 8 months 2 weeks 2 days 7 hours ago) and read 4653 times:
As far back as I can remember my parents would take me up to MDW on a nice Saturday, we'd find a spot along the fence (sadly now a wall) on the west side of the field along Central Ave and watch for a hour or so. Always saw the masses of red and orange with a few others thrown in periodically
SkyGirl From United States of America, joined Nov 2007, 451 posts, RR: 3
Reply 18, posted (7 years 8 months 1 week 6 days 9 hours ago) and read 4598 times:
My first real solid aviation memory would have to be on Piedmont Airlines. I was 4 and we were on the 67 to LGW, and I was wearing a really really nice dress. I was particularly concerned about where I was going to sleep, and that I had to sleep in my clothes.
...Now they face an even greater danger...Tyrannousaurs in F-14's!!
EMAman From United Kingdom, joined Sep 2008, 277 posts, RR: 0
Reply 19, posted (7 years 8 months 1 week 4 days 13 hours ago) and read 4561 times:
My earliest memory was watching planes at BHX when I was about 4 (1984) - my parents took me for a day out, but that is very very vague. My first solid memory was in Dec 1988 when I had been told that I was going to fly for the first time, to America, and 2 days later tragic news broke of the loss of a Pan Am 747 over Scotland - and weeks later BD lost a 737 on the side o the M1 only a few miles from where we live - needless to say I was a nervous boy when I finally boarded my first flight at 8 years old in MAN - an AE charter to MCO.
I guess you would say the news of Lockerbie was my first real memory - very tragic and touching and remember it so well, and have followed it very closesly through every twist and turn through the 20 years that have passed since.
Kataline80 From Poland, joined Aug 2008, 11 posts, RR: 0
Reply 20, posted (7 years 8 months 1 week 3 days 2 hours ago) and read 4537 times:
As I generally grew up in Poland my very first flights were held on eastern European airlines. My first flights when I was around three years old have been on board LOT Polish Airlines Iliuszyn Il-18 en route WAW – BUD Ferihegy, and on board MALEV Hungarian Airlines TU134A on the return leg. I don’t remember these flights very well, but my parents told me – I was rather interested and curious about the „new vehicle with wings“. Only a few details of the IL-18 interior stuck in my mind – the orange curtains, small round windows and sweets distributed by smiling flight attendants. In the next years we continued to fly mainly on soviet-made planes to BUD and VIE. My first „western“flight was on an Austrian Airlines MD81 in 1988, from VIE to WAW. It was a very different experience from my previous flights – that’s why I remember it very well - I can still see pictures from those incredible moments before my eyes. I was flying together with my mum – we had plenty of luggage and were in hurry… The flight was delayed due to a mechanical problem with the main front door. The name of the plane was „Niederösterreich“ – after an administrative area in Austria. As we entered aboard – Strauss classical music was playing in the background and together with the fragrance of fresh brewed coffee made us feel as we were in a famous Vienna Coffee. A nice blonde stewardess pointed our seats and I received toys, crayons and puzzles. The flight (lasting only 60 min) was calm and smooth. I was invited to see the cockpit and say hello to Captain Mr. Bilek. We were also given a nice hot meal. Everything was so colourful and optimistic on that flight – absolutely brilliant. I left the plane through the rear door. This flight has changed my life and left a long-lasting impression… Later on I continued to fly as a child – to LHR, VIE… By LO, BA, OS…But this could be a subject for another story….