Mr. P said:
Not written well but he it is.......
This is a difficult night for me to relive. I was working with and EMS (medevac) company flying a twin engine
helicopter. The crew consisted of a Nurse, Paramedic and Pilot.
I was working the night shift, 7p-7am.
We received an alarm (a call) at about 10:30p to an MVA (Motor vehicle accident) scene about 45 miles away.
It was on a major highway between Athens, Georgia and Atlanta. It's a 4 lane divided highway with a large grass median but no controlled access.. Maybe you know the type, intersections along the way with stop signs only.
We were off the ground in less than the target 7 minutes and on the way...I programmed the GPS coordinates
for the scene and the Paramedic was attempting contact with the folks on the ground to receive the patient report, condition, age, sex and injuries. All standard procedure. He made contact and we were to pick up a 3 year old male. It always broke my heart to deal with kids...this one was worse, the report included the boys mother was killed in the accident. He however, didn't know that, he was unconscious. It's sad, and some people say sometimes the medical folks are hard uncaring callus people...believe me there not, really...it hurts, and it hurts a lot...so some just shut down some emotion, you have to...to survive.
Anyway, we arrive at the scene and I circle to evaluate the landing area...the best way in etc.
On the approach everyone is watching for wires....Helicopters don't do well with wires. We land on the highway without a problem, all traffic is stopped.
While the Nurse and Paramedic are attending to the child in the ambulance, I'm planning our takeoff. Using a very high powered light to look for wires, I find them everywhere ahead, so I decided the best thing to do was turn around and leave the way we came in, since we didn't see wires on our approach.
The Nurse and Paramedic return with the baby (I call all kids baby, cuz they are) secure the stretcher and we're off. We lift off and I turn the aircraft around to depart in the direction we approached and begin the takeoff...*From here on we're talking 5 seconds max*....I began the takeoff..looking in to the instruments, looking out in the darkness, moving forward and accelerating ...before I had the takeoff power set...I saw a flash ahead... a horizontal flash, bright silver. It was a wire..One of those large power line wires. And there was another above it!
At the same time the Paramedic shouted "Wire"! Then he started saying UP! UP! UP!....I had a thousand things running through my mind. I know there may be more wires above the two I see, but the ground is below!
I don't know if it was training, fate, luck, intervention or a miracle...I went down...something that's not what you should do really...but I did...and that bottom strand of power line flashed above me...and we were on the way to the hospital with the baby.....*END OF 5 seconds*
After unloading the child...and I was alone on the heliport...I inspected the aircraft.
I did find damage! A small cut, about 1/2 inch deep in the tail rotor blade about 4 inches from it's tip.
I know, your saying so what? Well...without explaining all the operations of helicopters to you...It's a BIG deal.
We missed disaster by 4 inches! We, were extremely lucky, even though we missed the BIG wires...We didn't hit the ground, when I went down instead of up. The tail rotor wasn't destroyed...we clipped a small phone line below the large power lines. and Hey...we didn't crash. Had that phone line been 4 inches lower at impact it line would have wrapped around the main rotor system and destroyed my ability to control the aircraft.we most likely would have crashed.
Now...was that a Miracle? Intervention? On whos' part? The baby, Nurse, Paramedic...Me? I don't know.