Study the Associate Degree in Aviation with Hartwig Air & RMIT University – Mid Year Enrolments are now open!
If you are interested in a career in Aviation, come to our Information Session to find out about how you can develop the knowledge and skills to achieve CASA certification as a Commercial Pilot and start your career in the skies.
Our partnership with the RMIT University will give you the aeronautical knowledge, practical skills, and appropriate safety management to fly and operate aircraft safely. This training program is designed to provide the highest-quality learning environment to meet the commercial pilot licensing requirements of Australia’s Civil Aviation Safety Authority (CASA). During the course you will complete the Recreational Pilot’s Licence (RPL), the Private Pilot’s Licence (PPL), the Commercial Pilot’s Licence (CPL) and one of the following electives:
✈️ Airline Transport Pilots Licence Theory (ATPL)
✈️ Flight Instructor Rating
✈️ Multi-engine Instrument Rating
Given the continuing shortage of Pilots and Flight Instructors in the Asia Pacific region, Hartwig Air graduates will be well-situated for employment.
At the Information Session you will receive a guided tour of the campus and its facilities, view Hartwig’s training fleet of Single Engine and Multi-Engine Aircraft and attend a presentation by the Director and CEO David Blake.
David has a successful 30+ year career as both a CEO and Captain in airlines in both Australia and Europe, and will share a valuable insight into what is required to become a successful pilot in the aviation industry.
The day's schedule is:
9:45am – Registration
10:00am – Commencement of Career/Course Presentation
11:00am – Campus Tour
12:00pm – Questions
12:15pm – Charter Talk
12:30pm – Hangar 59 Tour
1:00pm – Complementary supper
Register your interest here:
If you would like more information before registering your interest please contact our Administration on 08 8258 4244 or email firstname.lastname@example.org.
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