as kirk once said to spock, “i’m all ears”
Greg

It takes me fifteen minutes just to tell it and I ain’t about to try and type it out here. Whenever I try to post something here containing more than ten words some anal retentive buts in and tells me that “colour is spelled with a u”, or some equally snide remark.

Sorry for ranting Landyman. I’m pulling down those pics and will leave everyone alone.

EDIT: Pics pulled down for personal reasons. Don’t ask.

I believe there were three B29s that landed at Russian airfields in 1944.
Flood.™

Ramp Tramp, Ding Hao and the General H.H. Arnold Special. Ramp Tramp and Ding Hao were used for flight testing while the General H.H. Arnold Special was disassembled and reverse engineered by the Tupolev design buereau. All three were eventually scrapped, although the dedication plaque for the General H.H. Arnold Special is in the hands a russian collector I belive.

If it’s and LB 30, then why are the bomb bay doors open. I didn’t think LB 30’s had them installed. Could this be, instead, be a formation ship and we are just interpreting the colours incorrectly in the black and white photo?

I’m probably wrong, but it seemed strange to me to have bomb doors on a transport.

It could be worse. They could have painted it up to look like a giant condom to promote safe sex. 😮 😀

Glad to hear it.

Can’t say i have an outright favourite, just some memorable ones that sort of leave you thinking, wow!

I read that line and it brought back a memory of something that happened a few years ago. The Collings foundation B-17 and B-24 were going to make a three day stopover at a local airport. They had made this same stopover two or three years in a row, but I was never able to go see them. This particular year I was very determined to get away, so when the day came my father and I loaded up in his 1942 airfield crash truck and headed south. It was a rainy, lousey, crappy, miserable day. The clouds were almost touching the ground when we arrived, but were were hopeful that the weather would change by the time they arrived. The rain did stop, however the cloud cover refused to lift. When the venerable old warbirds arrived that afternoon we could he then circling above the cloud cover and we new they would never risk landing in that soup. The airport where we were is just a small municipal airport and is surrounded on all sides by mountains, one mistake and your a bug on the windscreen. Thouroughly disheartened we had just decieded to head home when the engine noise started to get louder and louder and louder. All of a sudden the Nine o nine broke through the overcast right over our heads and past the terminal building. Just past the end of the runway the pilot pulled a hard 180 degree turn and dropped that beautiful bird on the runway just as smooth as glass. The B-24 flew on and landed at a different airport about twenty miles away. It’s something that I will never see again and just by chance saw that day.

No, I have no favourite display aircraft. I do have some great memories though.

Sorry for rambling on, but I felt I had to share. 🙂