Before I had finished my PPL course, I wanted to go to the College of Air Training auction at Hamble, after the College closed, as I wanted a Chippy prop for my Auster project. A friend of mine, Andy Watson, was a member of The Stevenage Flying Group and said he would fly me down to Hamble in the group’s Thruxton Jackaroo. We arrived at Old Warden and readied the ‘Roo for the trip, but, although there was blue skies, it was very hazy, so we waited for an improvement in the viz. Needless to say it didn’t improve, so we rubbed out the original lines on the chart, to be replaced with ones that followed road and railway lines. In due course we were following the A34 south. Sitting in the back, I spotted a Chinook very low below us. Next time I looked, it was climbing rapidly towards our underside!:eek: I alerted Andy, who peeled off to the right to avoid the beast! Stirred and a little shaken, we turned left onto the A303 towards Popham, where we needed to top up the tank. As we approached the airfield, Andy asked me to pass him the Pooleys to check the airfield layout. As I turned round, I inadvertently knocked the throttle shut with my elbow…:rolleyes: It went very quiet, except for Andy, who was frantically checking the fuel tap was on and that the mag switches were still on. Needless to say, after I had got the Pooleys, I realised what I had done, so smoothly pushed the throttle open again…:) To this day Andy still reminds me of this incident. Anyway after filling up and setting off along possibly the A272, we realised we weren’t going to get to Hamble in time, so Andy turned back towards to A303. As we were relaxing, a green Hunter, presumably from Farnborough, streaked across in from of us at the same height! I don’t recall ever trying to follow line features again!
Almost forgot this one! Museo del Aire, Cuatros Vientos, Madrid C1996.
Not strictly in a scrap yard. This Stearman ex-crop duster was imported by Mark Jefferies in 1991 from Texas, I think. It’s seen parked up with a couple of spare engines in one of the farm’s out buildings at Little Gransden. I was tempted to buy it and re-build it. Probably fortunately, cash became a little tight and I think it went to France.
Yes Phil, I did. I wonder how many realise that the banner had been draped over it as a jolly jape though? Amazing what a spot of paint and polish can acheive…:D
A “Boat” than won’t float. Tamiami 1991.
Here’s a few Rapide pics. Some were scanned from rather bad prints.
Hiller at Chino around 1998.
An earlier “boat”
Oh I found some more…
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Those Ruskies certainly know how to give a good blow job… 😮 sorry I meant 😀
Veeery interesting… I got that pic from a chap I worked with in the 1970’s. I think his name was Len Evans. He didn’t mention “liberating” any bits. As well as being in the Western Desert, he told me he also was posted to Lake Victoria, where he was involved in maintaining Catalinas. One of these apparently came to grief landing on the lake and it’s occupants were eaten by crocodiles…:eek:
Pop into the first flight school you come across and buy a sectional chart of the area you are interested in. Everything from international airports to private dirt strip are shown. If you want phone numbers, buy an airport flight guide from the same place.
Ah yes. I remember the snow removal device in use at Northolt. At the sound of a jet engine, I scoured the airfield for signs of a HS.125 or similar, only to find the motorised jet, with downward pointing exhaust, slowly moving down the runway. So simple! So effective! Just think what they could do at Heathrow with maybe an RB.211 powered version! :diablo: