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Could be a pilot induced stall or a weight/balance issue or load shift. Pilot recognized the stall too late it looks like. A shame for the 7-8 on board. RIP.
Edit - confirmed: load shift on take off. Nothing the pilots could have done. Doomed from rotation.
Last edited by USAFGopherMike; 04-30-2013 at 16:34.
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Given the angle of attack on that thing, it was probably thrust more than lift keeping it in the air as long as it did.Originally Posted by baglock1
If that was what the OP meant, it's possible there was a significant portion of thrust contributing to the vertical vector.
Who's aircraft was it ?
Depending on which model of 747 and which engines it has .....
it could be pushing 280,000lbs of thrust.
Of course max takeoff is 987,000lbs
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Somebody is going to lose their job over that one...
How could the officer not say anything but for his dog to be quite? I would have said a few choice words.
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I hate to speculate and am hesitant in doing so but it looks a lot like an uncontrolled weight shift causing an extreme aft CG. It's happen more than once before with this type of operation and the previous ones were fatal as well. If that was the case, there's nothing they could've done once they were airborne.
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