Post by Nick Odell
On Thu, 30 Jan 2020 13:54:30 +0000, BrritSki
Post by BrritSki Post by Penny
*they were caught and prosecuted because of that. The brewery didn't bother
to pursue them for their debts but the fruit machine company tracked them
Which reminds me of when I was training for my Private Pilot's Licence
in the summer of '65 at Thruxton.
There was a film crew that came in to film a Double Diamond ad using a
venerable Dakota and sky divers. The crew one the jackpot on the 1 arm
bandit which was full of our sixpences, so someone carried it out of the
bar, loaded it onto an aircraft , took off and then heaved it
overboard 1000ft above the airfield. We recovered our money.
 The equally venerable Jackaroo, which was a widened Tiger Moth
biplane with a covered 4-seat cabin. Not authorised for aerobatics so we
did those and spinning in a regular Tiger Moth.
The stalling speed of this beast was under 30 kts iirc, so it was quite
easy to have a negative ground speed in a strong wind, and once I was
able to land one on the spot with no forward or backward movement.
There are a few folk in ye shedde who reminisce from time to time
about doing stuff with aircraft in the fifties and sixties. You ought
to pop in and take a look. All very nonchalant about the most
hair-raising things. I think my favourite (so far) is of one chap, an
aircraft fitter, who mended the damaged landing-gear of a helicopter
hovering six feet above the deck of an aircraft carrier in a raging
storm. They all survived though none of the alternatives to that
action would have been survivable by the helicopter crew but the
fitter was put on a charge for flouting safety regulations. Those were
the days, eh?
I think I'll steer clear of the shedde, but you can repeat the story
there if you want.
Another one was when I was doing jet training in the RAF and my
instructor decided to send me off solo rather than on the planned sortie
with him. As my hour was coming to an end I realised that I'd been
hearing my instructor's call sign quite a lot and he was passing fuel
states. Then there was a general call to all aircraft to either land
immediately or divert to another airfield.
I landed and parked and asked the ground crew what was up. Instructor
and Malaysian student had been doing circuits and bumps and were only
able to get 2 wheels down, so he was circling to burn off the excess
fuel before doing a wheels up landing (safer than landing on 2 wheels as
it would cartwheel).
We then all watched as he brought it in, held it about 4" off the ground
until it stalled and scraped along the concrete in a shower of sparks.
While it was still moving the canopy opened and the 2 pilots were on the
wing and jumped off as it came to a stop and whisked off to the medics
by a helicopter.
Aircraft written off but both pilots completely unscathed. In the bar
afterwards we all heard that the student was completely unphased by the
whole thing, he just wanted to eject so he could join Martin-Baker's
Ejection Tie Club :)
Part of our training was to use an ejector seat on a ground rig
(basically a seat attached to a 40' high pair of rails). You were put in
exactly the right position, straps tight, well back in seat with kidney
pad properly adjusted and then pulled the lever down over your head.
Even with only a one third charge it was an almighty kick up the
backside and I certainly wouldn't want to do it for real with a full
charge and no time to adjust everything perfectly. No wonder that so
many ejectees have back problems, but far better than the alternative !