Pilots - story of your WORST landing

We haven’t had a pilot thread in a few weeks, and today I was telling someone about how some landings are better termed “arrivals”.

Not necessarily talking about accidents. Rather, about poor landings and what we learned from them.

My most memorable was when I first flew a multi-engine airplane, an old Apache. During my second or third lesson the instructor did the usual demonstration of single-engine flight and had me feel it out for a while.

He said I was doing well, and since we were headed back toward the airport anyway, try descending and setting up for the approach. I did so, with difficulty.

As we got down closer to the runway I dropped the gear and flaps, with continual side glances at the instructor, waiting for him to give me back the second engine. We started to get real close, and I was starting to have some trouble with glide path and heading. I didn’t think too much of it because I expected a go-around.

By now I’m wrestling with the controls and shooting daggers at the instructor when able. Finally I say, “You want me to go around, right?”

“Naw, you’re doing fine. Go ahead and land it.”

There began the messiest approach I’ve ever made, with the darn thing nearly getting away from me because I got too slow. That’s bad with one engine at idle.

The instructor talked me through it, never touching the controls. I did get it on the ground, but just barely. He was grinning and I was sweating as I taxied off the runway. “Well”, he said, “THAT was exciting!”

Turs out he was a great instructor who believed in letting peole make mistakes in order to learn. I later found he had the experience to be able to do this safely. Wish I’d known that before that flight, as it might have saved me a few gray hairs.

Well, it could be called a bad landing, but in other ways it was a very good landing…

When I had to land off-field due to sudden fog and no IFR training (I hadn’t even finished by private license at the time) it was a rather exciting ride. Touched down and all hell broke loose - like riding a top-heavy pickup across a vacant lot at 60-70 mph. Dashing along the furrows, bump bump bump, up that invisible-from-the-air mid-field ridge, back into the air, panicked yank to keep the nose up, more bump bump bump.

When everything finally came to a halt the seat cushions from the seat next to me were off the seat and tangled with the rudder pedals on that side. Pretty much everything loose - and a few things that I thought had been securely tied down - were either on top of the panel or underneath it.

But - nobody got hurt, and nothing got damaged.

(Got someone more experienced to fly it out of the field)

IIRC QtM had one that was really interesting.
Gah! Can’t find the link…

I guess this doesn’t really qualify as a bad landing, but I thought it was.

Tangier Island (TGI) in the Chesapeake bay has a pretty bumpy runway in places. I knew this, but didn’t think much of it, until I touched down and immediately starting bouncing all over the place. My first thought was “my approach was stabilized, my flare was good, so why is this the worst landing of my life?” Then I looked out the side window and the runway was visibly bumpy and it made me feel better - at least I knew it wasn’t me.

Then there was the time I touched down on the nosewheel first, that one was pretty bad.

Any landing you can walk away from is a good landing. If the plane is re-usable, that’s a bonus.:smiley:

HArdest landing was at Aspen, Co. Whoo-boy. The runway is angled up on approach, something like a 75 ft. difference in altitude from on end to the other. So it creates an opticle illusion that you are too high, so you come crashing down…ouch. Thought I had broken something, luckily I didn’t.

The stoopidist one that was cool at the time, but I cringe when I think about it now happened in Wyoming. It was a little runway with no taxi, so you had to land, turn around, go back an get off before the next guy could land. I didn’t want to do all of that so I came in slow and low…too slow and too low. I didn’t see the barbwire deer fence at the beginning and missed it by a few feet. But that wasn’t what was the worst, I then touched down, hit the brakes and stopped. I opened my door and I was still sitting on the numbers. Yep, I landed a Cessna 172 to a dead stop in under 50 feet. I had a bit of a headwind, and if it had stopped/gusted I probably would have stalled and hit the ground before my alarm went off. Good to know that you can stop one of those quickly if needed, but man, I really cut it too close. That could have been very embarrassing. I don’t even know if it would have been dangerous, I couldn’t have been going more than 20 knots ground speed.

The best landing though, now that one was cool! Casper Wyoming in a 25 knot crosswind on my CFI checkride. I stuck that landing perfectly and had the guy tell me he would have to pass me on that landing alone. Unfortunately it was also the last time I ever flew… :frowning:

You landed a plane with only 50 feet of ground? I don’t know much about aviation but that is pretty impressive! I mean you could practically land that little plane on top of a skyscraper or something!

(Err, of course that would be a BAD idea, what with whats gone on in the past few years with people crashing planes into buildings and all :frowning: )

My worst was in a little Cessna 152 at night. I was landing, focused on the runway numbers and the little halo of light from my nose lamp on the pavement. I flared out perfectly, and right when I felt my back wheels touch, a coyote suddenly appeared in the beam of my noselamp. We were staring right into each other’s eyes about 20 feet away. I freaked and spasmed the control column (it was late, the night was quiet, I was tired, the last thing I expected on touchdown were wild carnivores), luckily my spasming caused me to bounce, which was just in time enough to prevent the coyote from being pureed in my prop as it passed underneath. It was a freakishly ungraceful bounce though (the windmilling of my head while wailing like a colicky infant may have been a contributing cause) and it was dumb luck that kept me from groundlooping into the pavement.

Nashvile International airport, late one night in a Cessna 172. I was doing touch and goes, and the appearance of the wide very well lit runway at night was screwing with my depth perception. I made one landing on the nosewheel, tried to correct for it just as the mains hit. I had just pulled back when the mains hit, so I pushed forward and stuck the nosewheel again.

After a good 5 seconds of PIO alternating hitting the nosewheel and mains, I finally got the damn thing on the ground. No comments from the tower, although I did hear a slight edge of laughter in his voice when he told me to turn crosswind.

sigh