Mad Dog
路Lol, there has to be a few more good Tomcat stories....
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Lol, there has to be a few more good Tomcat stories....
I'll go first.
First time I flew any aircraft was my first flight in a T-34C Mentor with VT-6 in Pensacola, FL (Whiting Field) in Aug 1988. Scared to death. Front seat. Great instructor in the back (not a screamer). Clear day. He did the takeoff, climb out and initial up and away demo. We were flying straight and level at 5,000 ft, maybe 120 kts CAS. He asked if I was ready to take the controls. I meekly replied "affirmative". As soon as I took over, I was doing great. For about 30 seconds. Then the plane kept climbing and descending and accelerating and decelerating. And it was clearly bent because I could not maintain my heading no matter how hard I tried. No matter what I did, the plane was out of control. There must be some malfunction.
After letting me suffer for a couple of minutes, the instructor took the airplane back and got things under control. The plane had clearly self repaired itself and was now ready for me to try again. It was then that I learned how to fly: the instructor told me to look in my mirrors at him in the backseat. Both his hands were in the air. Apparently, planes fly just fine without any human input at all. He gave me control of the plane again and I held my hands in the air. He gave me an above average for air work for that.
That's my first memory as a pilot.
Corn
Hmmm.... Definitely not a Viper driver, because we both had short legs. Eagle drivers never cared about range and there were never enough Echo drivers to matter. F-14 guys ignored the A part until around 1992, so maybe a Tomcat F/A wannabe. Now, an Intruder guy would say that. Everyone else is largely irrelevant. 馃槑![]()
For our CF-18 low level strafe we'd pull up and left at a minimum of 3.5g as the bullets were spinning up and right.
Corn, do you know Ricardo??
Cheers,
Buster
Man... @corn18 and @RCAFBuster...you dudes and your gun stories...blah, blah, blah...馃槈
Well, I've got a sad gun story...
There we were...on deployment (somewhere in the Pacific)...sometime around 1990-1991 flying the SH-60B helo off the USS Rodney M. Davis (a frigate). We had launched from the ship to conduct M60 door gunner quals for our air crewmen. I was the HAC (helicopter aircraft commander) so I was in charge...or so I thought. After the air crewmen shot up the killer tomato (basically a humongous red balloon that floats on the water and functions as a gunnery target), I announce over the ICS that I'm coming back through the tunnel...because I want to shoot the M60...
Senior air crewman: "Ummm...sir...have you been to M60 school?"
Mad Dog: "No."
Senior air crewman: "Well...sir...I can't allow you to shoot the M60."
Mad Dog: "But I'm the HAC! I'm in charge! I wanna shoot the gun!"
Senior air crewman: "No, sir...you can't shoot the gun unless you went to M60 school and are signed off."
Mad Dog: "Are you sure about this?"
Senior air crewman: "Yes, sir!"
Mad Dog: "Whatever!!! We're going back to the ship...and when we get there, I'll kick your ass at Tetris...AGAIN!!!"
That's my sad gun story. 馃檨
For our CF-18 low level strafe we'd pull up and left at a minimum of 3.5g as the bullets were spinning up and right.
Corn, do you know Ricardo??
Cheers,
Buster