[Flieger]

Originally Posted by GH85Carrera

This is the story of the poor blonde flying in a two-seater airplane with just the pilot.

He has a heart attack and dies. She frantically calls a May Day:

"May Day! May Day! Help me! Help me! My pilot had a heart attack and is dead. And I don't know how to fly. Help me! Please help me!"

All of a sudden she hears a voice over the radio saying:

"This is the tower. I have received your message and I will talk you through it. I've had a lot of experience with this kind of problem. Now, just relax. Everything will be fine! Now give me your height and position."

She says, "I'm 5'4" and I'm in the front seat."

"O.K." says the voice from the tower. "Repeat after me: Our Father. . . Who art in Heaven. . . .."

The tower would never call it height. Altitude. And if they had radar they would have the position relative to the tower. You would need to know position relative to what point. Not all planes have GPS so a Piper cub would not know where they were other than about a mile away from the river and near the big tree. More likely the tower would be asking for heading and altitude.