"CONTENTdm"@en . "Travel and tourism on the C.P.R."@en . "CP Air"@en . "Canadian Pacific Railway Company"@en . "Travel"@en . "Tourism"@en . "Air travel"@en . "Airlines"@en . "Wallace B. Chung and Madeline H. Chung Collection"@en . "CP Air"@en . "2017-11-10"@en . "[1949?]"@en . "Pamphlet discussing the Canadian Pacific Air Lines in-flight experience."@en . ""@en . "https://open.library.ubc.ca/collections/chungtext/items/1.0357575/source.json"@en . "application/pdf"@en . " \u00E2\u0096\u00A0fcW\ncJ(HHcAi\u00C2\u00A3f\nmAIRmLINES\nACROSS THE PACIFIC \"Glad to have you aboard\". The traditional light-hearted greeting\nof generations of seamen sounds the keynote of your Pacific flight.\nFlying is a light-hearted affair. That's why this little booklet is\ntreated in a light-hearted way. The light-heartedness starts with\nthe crew. They are light-hearted because they know that everything\nabout this flight across the Pacific by Canadian Pacific Empress of the\nAir has been planned in advance and checked. Then, they double-\nchecked. So, all there is for any of us to do now is sit back, or\nlean back, or stretch out and enjoy it.\nThat \"stretch out\" doesn't apply to the crew. They \u00E2\u0080\u0094 all six of\nthem \u00E2\u0080\u0094 will be too busy. In case this is your first flight and you\nwonder why there is one crew-member for every six passengers\nlet's go up front and see what goes on.\nFirst \u00E2\u0080\u0094 there's the Captain. He may not look it, but he's a greybeard\nas far as flying's concerned \u00E2\u0080\u0094 more than 10,000 hours! He's the\nboss. Your boss, too, in flight. Then there's the First Officer. He's\ngot \"flying whiskers\" too, is a qualified captain, with thousands of\nhours in varied types over land and sea. He made a personal check\nof the entire aircraft while you were weighing in. Next, comes the\nNavigating Officer. He's surrounded by gadgets, Loran, Automatic\nDirection Finding apparatus, compasses, charts, dividers \u00E2\u0080\u0094 even\nhas a demountable platform to stand on when he uses the Periscopic\nSextant to \"shoot the stars\". Often he's a pilot, too. Number four\nis the Radio Officer. He's in constant touch with ground stations \u00E2\u0080\u0094\nahead and astern \u00E2\u0080\u0094 responsible for the automatic radio-controlled\ninstruments and is an expert on \"George\". \"George\"? He's a pilot, too. But since he gets no wages we don't\ncount him in the crew. George is the automatic pilot \u00E2\u0080\u0094 an\nextremely clever piece of mechanism that can fly the aircraft when\naltitude and course have been reached. All this is old stuff to veteran\nair-travellers.\n\"That's only four \u00E2\u0080\u0094 you said six!\" Right! But there's not much\nneed to outline the duties of the two stewardesses. You met them\nwhen you came aboard. They'll be with you all the way; preparing\nyour meals, serving snacks at \"elevens\" and tea-time, cheerfully\nanswering your questions, responding to the call-button at your\nseat, looking to your comfort and always at your service. They'll\nhelp with the baby, too. 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Tt>e inn\"?*0* ar.. ..\u00E2\u0080\u009E\u00E2\u0084\u00A2 .. -,rs\n**?\u00E2\u0096\u00A0-ii-OS,?\u00C2\u00BB^S*C*S-' \"\n'Wo\ncross t^\nQostW{\nth,\ne the i^1 ^orld^ You\ny^nolbVerythinq:'T\ne niinu*- \u00E2\u0080\u00A2 fo o L '\u00E2\u0080\u00A2'He. /*,\nsrda\n6o\u00E2\u0080\u009Er^ eo,;: ;* *\u00C2\u00BB\u00C2\u00A3\u00E2\u0084\u00A2 ^ ^o* 6,\n*/)ere \u00C2\u00A3 '\"of\nXoc/\nOccVer^\n\u00C2\u00BBe.\nXeSf(\nerrf,\nore/\n\u00C2\u00B0y.\n/n\n3ceSs\none/\nfind\nlnto \u00C2\u00AB**\u00C2\u00A3-\n'self\nsrr,Qck \"needle in a hay stack n\nYou could navigate this Empress yourself. That's a fact! The rest of us\nwould just as soon you let the crew do it, but \u00E2\u0080\u0094 no kidding \u00E2\u0080\u0094 there\nare so many special radio sets up front for the Captain and Navigator\nthat they could find the traditional needle in a haystack. It wouldn't\nbe true to say these instruments can do anything but talk \u00E2\u0080\u0094 because\nsome of them do talk!\nThe \"V.H.F.\" (very high frequency radio) for instance is the Captain's\npersonal, static-free communication with the ground. For use within\na 100 mile radius of any port, it can be used for a \"ground-\ncontrolled-approach\" in poor visibility. \"I.L.S.\", (instrument landing\nsystem) has dials on the Captain's and First Officers' panels that\nguide the aircraft down a safe glide path in the thickest weather.\nTwo needles, one vertical, one horizontal, cross at right angles and\neverything's O.K. If the angle changes the skipper corrects and your\nEmpress glides down an invisible incline at exactly the right angle\nto land without even a bump.\n\"A.D.F.\", \u00E2\u0080\u0094 we've got as many initials as Washington haven't we?\nThis one's the automatic direction finder. Did you notice two black,\ntear-shapes on the under side of the hull? They are the automatic\ndirectional loops, and will find any radio station or weather ship\nwe tune in. A dial upstairs gives the bearing, the Navigator consults\nhis tables, pinpoints the map \u00E2\u0080\u0094 and there you are!\n\"Loran\" is practically human. It has a viewer like a television set.\nAutomatic \"blips\" from two stations show our exact position. That's\n\"long range navigation\", and we're never out of range.\nThere's still another way. Just call the nearest radar station and ask\nfor a position. Simple, isn't it?\nAnd, of course there's an ordinary voice radio set that can maintain\ntouch with the ground, astern or ahead, every minute we're air-borne.\nThat navigation stuff sounds too simple? Perhaps it does. So let's\nlook in on the flight planning that goes on before we start. Long\nbefore the take-off Captain and First Officer familiarize themselves\nwith the weather ahead by consulting the information gathered by\nDespatchers. Despatch maintains a perpetual inventory of weather\ndata \u00E2\u0080\u0094 brought up to date every hour. Based upon his studies the\nCaptain prepares a flight plan, discusses it with the Despatcher, and, when both agree, it is adopted and a copy filed with goven\nair transport departments.\nThis happens at every port of call. So your flight across\nis planned five times. Five consultations, five double che<\nBut it isn't rigid! Latest weather and ground conditions i\nis supplied to your Empress in a steady stream and ]\nmay change his plan to increase your comfort, to tal*\nof favourable winds, to conserve fuel. Of course he\nenough to take you to an alternate airport, and a re;\nseveral hours more than the flight will use \u00E2\u0080\u0094 but,\nis a penny earned.\"\nRadio ranges, similar to thos<\nroutes of the world but infinite\nand alternate air port in the\nwelcome \"on track\" hum of\nCaptain and First Officer s\nNetwork the organized over-land\nFe powerful, lead to every main\npittt. Long before you land the\nnnge station in the ear-phones of\na welcome. V4KCOUVCR.\nSAN PRflKCISCO\npH l\u00C2\u00A7\nME\nFROM\nTO\nELAPSED\nTIME\nJoin a select circle\nYou'll get a very fancy certificate, signed\nby the Captain as Deputy for Neptune,\nproclaiming to all and sundry that you have\njoined the select circle of travellers who\nhave crossed the equator. Treasure this, in\nthe air you get it without fuss and you can\nlaugh at your friends who were lathered\nand shaved and thrown into the pool when\nthey \"crossed the line\" on a sea-going\nEmpress. The Flight Bulletin will tell you the\nminute you \"crossed\"\u00E2\u0080\u0094 jot it down in the\nlog for remembrance.\nhow's your memory?\nAre you the methodical type or do you\nhave to keep notes of what you want to\nremember? Whichever you are\u00E2\u0080\u0094and historyl\nresounds with the names of both kinds\u00E2\u0080\u0094\nthis skeleton map and log, with the aid of a\npencil, can be a handy record of your\ntrans-pacific voyage in a Canadian Pacific\nEmpress of the Air. ditching, what's that?\nColumnist Earl Wilson calls them \"gay\ndeceivers\", but we'll stick to the Air Force\nslang, that has now been dictionary\nblessed \u00E2\u0080\u0094\"Mae West\". It's one of the\nmany things on board that we're sure\nyou'll never need, but \"if you haven't got\nit when you need it, you'll never need\nit again.\" Take a look in the light\nbaggage shelf above your seat, so\nyou'll know where it is. What is a \"Mae\nWest\"? Sorry, a self-inflating life-jacket.\n%o\u00C2\u00ABj>\u00C2\u00AB*\nDitching, in our language, isn't an excavating job so you won't\nneed a pick and shovel. In fact you won't need anything except\nyour Mae West, we've got everything else stowed handily for quick\nrelease. Ditching, since international regulations insist that we tell\nyou, is the airborne word for \"abandon ship\". And it's a simple\noperation that very seldom becomes necessary. The crew has been\nthoroughly drilled and will tell you what to do in the event of this\nvery unlikely emergency. Before we give you the details, let's\nlook at all sides of it.\nYour Empress is in touch with several ground stations all the time.\nDials in \"the office\" show pilot and navigator their exact position\nevery minute of the flight. If an emergency should develop the\nnearest landing field and Search and Rescue Station will know about\nit before you do. They'll be on the way to your probable landing\nplace even before the Captain finally decides to \"go downstairs\".\nThree of the four engines can get you to port \u00E2\u0080\u0094 it has been\ndone with only two, but if the Captain's experience calls for a water\nlanding here's what will happen.\nFirst, a preliminary warning, \"Standby to Ditch,\" will tell you of the\npossibility. This is your cue to make yourself comfortable \u00E2\u0080\u0094 loosen\nyour collar, remove pens, pencils and anything sharp (including\nhigh-heeled shoes) you wouldn't want to puncture your Mae West\nor your raft, would you? Next, also from the Captain, comes, \"Brace for ditching\". Fasten your seat belt, press your feet down\non the floor and hold hands with yourself behind your neck to lessen\nthe jar. There will be two jolts, one a little lighter than the other,\nand you're down. Loosen your seat belt, and sit still until the next\ninstruction. There will be no heroics, no \"women and children first\",\nthe three fully-equipped rafts have room for more people than your\n\"Empress\" carries \u00E2\u0080\u0094 and there are seven exits from the cabin.\nDon't inflate your Mae West until instructed, then pull the lever \u00E2\u0080\u0094\nwhoops! \"a perfect thirty-six\".\nEach raft is fully equipped with food and water, spray curtains,\noars, even an automatic radio (Gibson Girl, we call her) that sends\na continuous position signal. Careful organization has reduced the\npossibility of \"ditching\" to a minimum \u00E2\u0080\u0094 equally careful organization\nassures that its improbable actuality turns emergency into adventure. yhrt\nno\nfiref\"**1\nOorft UOOK FORijKhe *A\u00C2\u00B0,A\"r0R\n/\n,eH\nco'\n\u00C2\u00AB9'\n \u00C2\u00B0* KrtrA tf\n*c\ * . ^en\nVoo c\u00C2\u00B0n have *\u00C2\u00B0 le>ete\n^ .^ea^o b_e b^aea.^,^\nSo^V-\n.or\u00C2\u00AE\n5wr/ \u00C2\u00BB she's an empress\nWant to boast a little about your \"Empress\"\nwhen you get home? Okay \u00E2\u0080\u0094 here's the basic dope. She's\nan Empress because in the Canadian Pacific tradition the\nfinest vessels in the Pacific sea-borne service have been\n\"Empresses\" since 1891. Your Empress proudly continues the\ntradition. She has a wingspread of 11716 feet, measures\n93 feet, 7Vi inches from nose to tail and stands 27Vi feet\nhigh. A \"Canadair Four\", specially designed for long overseas\nflights at above-the-weather heights, her four British-made\nRolls-Royce Merlin engines develop power equal to two of the\ngiant \"Selkirk\" locomotives that pull Canadian Pacific trains\nover the steep grades of the Canadian Rockies.\n-tf\n\>&\nmoY\nbe\nan\nor\ntis*\nctWe v\nas\nthe\nr* ^.*>BUBBUftV\nrt'\n-of\nPopf\u00E2\u0080\u009E en\u00C2\u00BBe'\niS etf eCV ^9\nde \u00E2\u0080\u00A2 foonV .Jft. cn ^ 0\n\u00E2\u0080\u00A2tisr-1\n>* ->ode;.4;? Try\n^V-oroO'^^he\nche*\n9'\n0o<\n.dV^oo^d^\nfof9\nshe\njov\u00C2\u00BBr\no^>P(\ncWecs\nyO^'\nhos\nso\n\"Oops, dearie! was that an air pocket?\"\nWell, no, we don't call them that\nany more. \"Turbulent air\" sounds much\nmore dignified. Sometimes, while\nwe are \"grabbing altitude\" or \"coming\ndownstairs\" we meet a little turbulence.\nIf we do the skipper will flash the\n\"fasten seat-belt\" sign, and you'll be\nmore comfortable. Warm air rises, cold\nair descends, and when the terrain and\natmospheric conditions combine to cause\nup- or down-drafts your Empress of the\nAir notices it. Over water these air\ncurrents are seldom met \u00E2\u0080\u0094 lucky, ain't we? \"oh, goody - customs\"\nAmongst the joys of air travel Customs and Immigration regulations\nstand high on the list. They bother surface travellers too \u00E2\u0080\u0094 but\nnot as often. We'll do our best to simplify anything we can, and\nthe Stewardesses will be glad to help with forms. Officials of the\nvarious countries are helpful too, and so long as your passport is in\norder and properly visaed. Immigration inspection is largely a\nformality. It is hard to generalize on Customs \u00E2\u0080\u0094 \"one man's meat\nis another man's poison\". Every piece of baggage is subject to\ninspection and in most countries duty has to be paid on alcoholic\nspirits, cigars, cigarettes and tobacco, perfumes, clothing, jewellery,\nfurs \u00E2\u0080\u0094 in quantities greater than normal travel needs. Live plants,\nand some seeds, are subject to quarantine inspection.\nDon't worry about your baggage, it's safely tucked away in a\nbelly compartment and will appear by magic, at each overnight\nstop. 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"Images provided for research and reference use only. Permission to publish, copy or otherwise use these images must be obtained from Rare Books and Special Collections: http://rbsc.library.ubc.ca/"@en . "Original Format: University of British Columbia. Library. Rare Books and Special Collections. The Chung Collection. CC-TX-216-3-11"@en . "Glad to have you aboard!"@en . "Text"@en .