Here is a math equation:
2248 - Distance from Auckland to Tahiti
2103 - Maximum range of a CRJ-900
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145 - Distance I wouldn't have made it by...
After a rainy departure from Auckland, I was well aware that my version of the CRJ-900 (They make an Extended Range Version) had a 1 in 10 chance of reaching Tahiti, and only if we got a good tailwind and were very gentle with the throttles.
We got a top-off from Cheeky's friends at the End-of-Runway(EOR) before take-off just to be absolutely sure, and then took the entire length of the runway to take off using 92% N1...a normal take-off gets up to about 102% and a short-field take-off is 110%.
I knew there was a tailwind up there, I've been riding it all the way from Connellan...and I was happy to see that we found it again...for about half the flight...it stopped just before Rarotonga...which was our main divert airfield. Me, being the dumbest guy I know...decided that we should try to make Tahiti anyways, in hopes that the wind would kick back up. I also knew there was a grass field and a coral field between Rarotonga and Tahiti, so it wasn't an all-or-nothin' venture.
Just after we passed Mauke, the grass field, a final fuel calculation sealed it...if we did make Tahiti, we would have ONE shot at the landing, a missed approach or go around would be deadly...if any sort of head wind picked up, it could kill us, so we turned back towards Enau, the coral field, on the Cook island of Atiu, 102 miles to the East.
I didn't know how a coral field would hold a CRJ-900, but I was pretty sure it'd do better than a grass field.
The girls didn't mind the divert, they just wanted beaches, and Atiu has some very pretty beaches.
Auckland rain
Our tail-wind wasn't exactly directly behind us
Banking to final at Enau
The beaches
Coral Runways aren't the greatest...
I half expected natives to come running out of the trees in an effort to kill the giant ying-yang bird that had come to steal their women and kill their sons! Fortunately, they didn't.
What did happen was the airport was largely deserted, and hey...what-dya know, no fuel...an old man with no teeth sauntered over to the plane. I was extremely greatful that he spoke english.
He explained that there was jet-fuel at Mauke, and loaned me his phone...they're bringing us 6,200 lbs of fuel by boat...just enough to get to Tahiti.
Meanwhile everyone has run down to the beach!
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