The Right Seat
January 31st, 2008I finished up a 4 day trip (and the flying month of January) today with a dash against headwinds back into Dayton from Philly. We were trucking along at 79% of the speed of sound and managing just 350 miles an hour across the ground. The upside was the visibility from 6 miles high was spectacular. The weather system that blew through yesterday left some clear air behind it. Coming over the top of Pittsburgh and into Ohio, the string of lights of Canton, Akron and Cleveland were clearly visible to the north. To the north west the dim line of the Detroit lake shore could be seen, and over 100 miles due west Columbus, Dayton and Cincinnati were clearly visible.
It had been a rather hard trip for me. The captain was very senior and just doesn’t care too much anymore. He didn’t really do much more then sit there. I flew most of the legs, I worked the radios in flight and I made sure the paperwork going out the door was correct. It was ok for the most part. I was comfortable with it, but it did involve a lot more work then normal. Fortunately for me, on this last leg home, the radio was quiet so I could enjoy the view without the constant interruption.
I’ve been in the right seat for just over 2 and a half years now. Earlier this month I was awarded upgrade to captain with ground school to begin in February. I have two 4 day trips at the beginning of the month and then I am done. 8 days of flying and I say goodbye to this seat that has seen me through my introduction to airline operations. On one hand I am really exited to take the upgrade. It means I will be logging command time which will help in my ultimate quest of getting out of here and on with a major airline some day. It means a bump in pay and it means a new challenge. The downside is it also means a huge loss in seniority. I will go from the top of the FO list to the very bottom of the captain list. But that’s all part of the game we play.
The material issues aside, being a captain (obviously) is a huge responsibility. You suddenly become responsible for not just your self, but also your entire crew, the airframe and all your passengers. You become the buffer between a company that is pushing for the flights to go and the reality that sometimes that just can’t happen. You have to know everything and even more importantly know when you don’t. Over the years here I’ve flown with some really good captains and some not so good ones. I think I’ve learned something from just about all of them (some did things I will emulate and some did things I will try hard never to do). The right seat is a learning environment, but only to a certain point. We are all hired as captain’s in training but need to be able to provide both the basic skills required to be a good FO as well as the learning skills required to absorb what the captain is doing. The view from the right seat is great. But that view is both of the outside going by several miles below and the other seat, just 36 inches to the left. This past trip has served as sort of a proof to me that I will be ok over there. I didn’t actually have the responsibilities of captain this time, but I ran stuff as I would if I did and it worked out well.
Descending over Columbus this evening the captain took back the radios and I started getting set up for the landing in Dayton. I took once last look to the north at Cleveland and was able to make out the neon lighting at the Airport Exhibition Center, 150 miles away. I pointed it out to the captain just before it passed back behind our wing but from his seat on the left side he couldn’t see it. I’m sure there will many more views for me to see from the left side, but I am certainly going to remember with some fondness the views my right seat has provided to me.