by LROBBINS » 11 Apr 2022, 19:30
Rachi wasn't on our trip to Norway, so no WC to deal with. After various sad experiences with attempts to load her chair from an inclined conveyor into a belly-mounted hatch (mostly Airbus) I actually modified her chair so that the back can be folded down and secured. It is much more compact that way and it also avoids some a--hole trying to open it, drive it or fiddle with cables etc. Yes, it is put in free wheel and there's a large placard attached with stowage and delivery instructions, including drawings and labels for the free-wheel levers. I designed her new chair with a folding back from the start.
Another thing we have found very useful is to ask a member of the airplane crew to take responsibility for making sure it gets to the plane (and not the baggage carousel) at destination. There's always been someone willing to do this, often the chief of the cabin crew or the pilot or co-pilot. At some airports, especially in Europe, we've found that the ramp supervisor is quite willing, if asked, to supervise loading (and they are decidedly more apt than most of the gorillas working the ramp).
Another, smaller mod was made after experiencing loading onto a commuter aircraft at Philadelphia. Memory says it was a Canadair, but in any case it was an airplane with an enormous hatch for the cargo hold. But, it is so low to the ground that the handlers just lift luggage into the hold right from the ground. A savvy baggage handler actually asked me what would be safe lifting points on Rachi's chair for two of them to hoist its 100+ kilos. The rear was easy, but what I found for them at the front was safe, but not exactly comfortable. So, when we got home I added a pair of lifting handles to the front of the chassis.
Lastly, NEVER leave the aircraft until things are done to your satisfaction. Once you are out that door, the flight crew has no responsibility for you and there's unlikely to be anyone else willing or able to help. Once, many years ago and before we knew this, and before there was an Air Carrier Access Act, we were stranded a floor above customs/immigration at the old JFK international arrivals terminal with no wheelchair (her pediatric manual chair had gone to the carousel) and the only doorway was marked "no entry". I entered anyway and raised holy hell.