Flying into an ash plume as a passenger
on a Northwest Airlines B-727 wasn’t on my bucket list in 1981. Mt. St Helens
blew on May 18, 1980. In the following months, smaller eruptions from time to
time would send ash plumes several thousand feet high. Prevailing winds from
the West sent the plumes away from the coast.
Returning from Portland to Seattle one
afternoon, the mountain was active. Sometime during our taxi and departure the
wind shifted and the plume drifted toward the ocean. Typical Portland weather,
overcast with tops around 12,000. Somehow we flew into the ash plume.
Being an airline passenger as a General
Aviation pilot is a mixed blessing. You can enjoy the view and the ride but
detect problems much sooner than the other passengers.
On this flight I was puzzled we hadn’t
broken out of the overcast. Usual flights to Seattle climbed to 19,000 or
so. Then we descended below the clouds
and appeared to be on a base leg for landing at Olympia, WA. Another course
change and we headed North at about 2,000 AGL. Very strange! No cabin
announcements. The plane landed at Sea-Tac and taxied to the gate.
I made it a point to walk where I could
see the 727. There was no paint on the nose or the engine inlets. The cockpit
windows appeared to be frosted. I think the crew earned their pay that day!
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