Pilot: Mate I sure love these supersonic transatlantic flights, getting paid for two legs in one day, and I’m we’re the fastest commercial pilots in the sky right now. This is a sweet job.
Copilot: Sure is captain, sure is… Hey flight, how are you doing back there?
Flight Engineer: All g-good mate (frantically checking guages and screaming internally in engineer)
From what I’ve been told, the Concorde went more junior than one would think. Instead of a leisurely ~6 hour flight, followed by a layover in London or Paris, you were ripping there and back in a day for half the pay.
Still would be an awesome type rating to have though.
Pilot: Mate I sure love these supersonic transatlantic flights, getting paid for two legs in one day, and I’m we’re the fastest commercial pilots in the sky right now. This is a sweet job.
Copilot: Sure is captain, sure is… Hey flight, how are you doing back there?
Flight Engineer: All g-good mate (frantically checking guages and screaming internally in engineer)
From what I’ve been told, the Concorde went more junior than one would think. Instead of a leisurely ~6 hour flight, followed by a layover in London or Paris, you were ripping there and back in a day for half the pay.
Still would be an awesome type rating to have though.