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Sunset flight in a B-17
Let me begin by saying that I'm one of those guys in Jay's recent post...that stranger over there on "the wrong side of the fence". I won't sue, OK? G Over the past few years I've read posts by others about their experiences in vintage aircraft and now it's my turn to share. My story begins last Thursday; I was doing laundry and heard the unmistakable sound of four big radials approaching. I was out the back door in a flash shouting for my wife to come see, hurry... Maggie the dog joined in the excitement thinking no doubt I'd spotted the biggest squirrel ever. There overhead, rumbling sedately along at about 1000' was a gorgeous B-17! I live near McCollum field N. of Atlanta and thought the Collins guys were in town. A quick google and a couple of phone calls and I learned it was the Libery Belle http://www.libertyfoundation.org/ and they'd be offering rides Saturday and Sunday with free tours inside her in the late afternoon after the flights. My father-in-law shares my love for all things aviation, especially the vintage heavies, so I called him to let him know what was up (literally). He's a vet, getting up in years, diabetic, and not able to get around very easily. I figured it would be a fun thing for his daughter, he and I to visit and see the plane, even if he couldn't go through it. We planned to go on Sunday afternoon, and Fri. and Sat. via email I joked with him about taking a flight, knowing he'd never go for it at 395 a pop. Noway, never, nada. Sunday morning we wasn't feeling well, and said he probably couldn't go, so Wife and I drove down to McCollum and saw LB; took photos,talked to some people, watched as those big ol Wrights fired up, watched with envy as those rich folk crawled up into the hatch for a ride, and watched (from the wrong side of the fence) as that beauty took off. Wow! Well, that was fun, and off we went for lunch, and a hike at our fav. State Park. http://gastateparks.org/info/redtop/ Shameless plug; I'm a volunteer there. We decided late afternoon to give F-I-L a call and try to talk him in to going to see LB...it would be good for him to get out on a beautiful day to see a B-17. To our surprise, he said yes, and we went to pick him up. WELL. On our way from his house to the airport (5 min drive) he says "Thanks for talking me into going, and thanks for talking me into taking a ride." Insert here sound of jaws dropping. He'd gotten an insurance check in the mail that day, and wanted to use it to take us all up. !!!Holy Cow!!! Wife and I were speechless, and my pulse was way up, lemee tell ya. So it's like 4:30, and the ground tours were scheduled for 5 ish...were there seats available??? Hurry!! I dropped them off at the gate, and went to park. Excitement! Anxiety! Were we to come so close to the ride of a lifetime only to miss it by 3 seats or a few minutes? They were at the sign-in table, and I got there in time to hear "Oh, THREE seats? Great, that fills our last flight!" Holy. Cow. Never. Noway. Nada. We had an hour and a half of giggly anticipation because they were behind schedule, but our turn was finally up. Our group was given an informal briefing, with some history of the bird, questions and answers, introductions, small talk, etc...all on "The Right Side of The Fence". Liberty Belle taxied in, her wingtip sweeping over us in a tight left turn as the pilot gunned the outboards. A blast of propwash; a great overpowering roar; the smell of internal combustion. She came to a stop with her stabilizer literally within my reach, so I did. I rested my hand lightly on the cold, curved aluminum and felt the tremble of 4800 horses drop to idle. I knew FIL would have trouble boarding. He's big, heavy, and has some difficulty getting into and out of a car. We let the others go first, then I leaned to his ear and yelled "You're gonna get up those steps and into that plane even if you have to crawl". And that's exactly how it went. (He's now bruised, scraped, and sore, but he doesn't care one bit). Thank goodness for the 3 seats right by the hatch, with the waist gunner window directly across. That's where he rode. We buckled in as we taxied, and gave the "thumbs up" to the crew. The taxi took a while; our ride had begun! Earplugs were handed out and I stuffed mine in my pocket. Rumbling, engines throttling up and down and brake linings singing notes as we maneuvered down the taxiway. A right turn and we were perpendicular to the runway, the engines running up a bit. I scanned out the waist window for approaching traffic wondering if we'd make a turning running start. No traffic. The engines changed pitch and the inboard brake sang us around the last turn. A pause. I took my pulse, my wife grinned at me. I held my camera out and took a self portrait of the 3 of us there at the brink. Wait....wait...... Here it is. 36 cylinders rose quickly and ever so smoothly to a synchronized roar. The myriad and random squeaks, rattles and vibrations merged into a finely tuned symphony; a deep silky howl of one note. There was a jolt as the tail leapt upwards on the propwash, and Liberty seemed to gather herself. She was *alive*. A moment passed, then a slight lurch as the brakes were released. Acceleration. Power. My fist clenched and rose as the tail came up; I can play conductor in the most powerful score ever! Go baby, GO! I laughed; I may have even shouted in exuberance, but no one would have heard. We rose quickly on those broad wings, and it seems less than 30 seconds after liftoff came the double thumbs-up from the crew. Unbuckle, and have fun. For the next half-hour, this is our playground at 2000 feet. Just don't grab those cables running overhead... I helped my FIL to a position where he could see out the waist window...Man, he was really digging this! The sun was minutes from setting, and as we headed north up 41 his view was perfect. Several times during the flight I noticed him Conducting the Symphony, too. Our route took us north to Lake Allatoona, where we turned east and flew the length of the lake. There was absolutely no turbulence, and the aircraft conveyed a feeling of stability and security. I reached my arm as far as I could out the opening in the top behind the turret, and felt the windblast there. One's arm out a car window at 75 MPH ain't nothin! I sashayed the catwalk, and went up into the cockpit. Wow, is this really happening? Fella taps me on the shoulder and motions for me to give him my camera (you really don't talk in a B-17, you have to yell) and he snaps a shot of me there. (I look like a deranged hijacker. "Fly me anywhere you want, just don't land yet") Turns out this guy was a co-pilot on a B-17 way back when; what an honor to share the flight with him. Someone sticks his head up at my feet and shouts "seen the nose yet?" grins and jerks his thumb thataway. I crawl in, all alone, and sit in the bombardiers seat. The whole blue-green-purple world coming at me in slow motion with the horizon cocked at a surreal angle. It's just too amazing to be there. Not for the first time, I reflect on what this machine was made for, and how the men who perched in the same sort of seat I was in were awestruck by the same beauty. And I try to imagine what it was like not playing here, but working. The most serious, deadly work imaginable; the Work of War. I try to imagine the fear and anxiety, and the Dedication of Men who put all that aside when the time came for the task at hand... I snap a couple of photos, and my Wife crawls in. We stand and share the view and the moment, and exchange a quick kiss. Not quite the Mile High Club, but it's plenty close enough. Pretty soon, I'm out of camera flash card space, and watch the scenery pass below. I'm very familiar with the region, and easily pick out places I know from 6' AGL. We are nearing the airport, I go back and sit with my FIL. A minute later a crewmember tells me we are going to do a low pass over the runway, turn, and land. Now, we've already been in the air longer than the normal 30 minute flight. This may be because of the aforementioned Vet aboard, along with the fact it's the last flight of the last day of the first stop on Liberty Belle's tour. Who knows. We drop down low, and roar down the runway, probably 100-200 up. Man o man o man o MAN! Pulling up hard, a sweeping left turn past Kennesaw Mtn. and a descending left turn into final. We're buckled in, and I spot a crewmember looking back at us from the cockpit. I give him the double thumbs-up and he returns in kind. The engines are throttled back and I watch landmarks go by as I judge how far the runway is. Lower...Lower... There's that warehouse, we're level with the roof...here's the runway... I felt a very slight jolt, then nothing. I thought, "Wow, he certainly grea..." SKROUWLT! LurCH!!! Well, OK. That's more believable. The tail comes down, and there's a heckuva clatter as if the tailwheel is flopping back and forth. I can feel the brakes pulsing as we slow down. Without the engine roar and smooth vibration of takeoff, landing is noisy in it's own way. A crewmember comes back as we taxi, and we preplan our exit. We let everone else off, and with the help of the crew and a couple of lineguys, FIL makes it back to terra firma in style. It's dusk, and the front hatch is opened so the public can walk through. There's only about 75 or so folks, surprisingly. I'm feel like John Young after STS-1...I'm all pumped up, walking around the plane...feeling the hot brakes, manifold heat, ETC and ETC. What an awesome machine! Things I'd do if ever I fly one again: Mentally pre-plan the things to do/see better. I missed the top turret. Completely forgot it was there. Fresh charged batteries and film/card space for the camera. Take a moment to find a clear spot in the plexi to shoot through. Don't let the need to photograph detract from the experience itself. I'd like to thank: The crew and members of The Liberty Belle Foundation. Very professional and FUN. Thanks This group, RAP. I've learned a lot here, and I enjoyed the flight more because of it. Part of the Sunday's thrill is being able to post it here for you guys. Thanks, and BTW, I've posted 2 batches of pix over at ABPA subject "B-17G" My Father in Law. Thanks for buying yourself a ride, mostly. You deserve it. That C and I got to ride too is icing on the cake, and even though I paid nothing, it was, as they say, "worth every penny." Thanks The Men that actually flew these planes in war. THANKS ~Dave |
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Sunset flight in a B-17
"Dave" wrote in message ... Let me begin by saying that I'm one of those guys in Jay's recent post...that stranger over there on "the wrong side of the fence". I won't sue, OK? G Jay: Here's your co-author for that book. Dave: Great story, well told. Thanks. |
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Sunset flight in a B-17
Had to get my hanky out to read it clearly. Thank your FIL from all of
us. |
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Sunset flight in a B-17
"Dave" wrote I'd like to thank: The crew and members of The Liberty Belle Foundation. Very The Men that actually flew these planes in war. THANKS I second your motion! Also, great writing! I'm a member of the free B-17 ride, too. I got mine for working the crowd at the EAA's Overcast Aluminum tour, a few years back. They take some of the workers with them, to the next stop on the tour, where one of our drivers went and picked us up. It was about a 45 minute flight, I guess. I was also blown away, and will never forget it. It seems like it was only yesterday. You can stand up with one foot on each seat, and stick your whole torso out of the top hatch. Backwards works better; you can breathe, that way! g I got a fantastic picture looking out past the tail, with the ground below. To top it all off, a little added bonus was the fact that the anti collision strobe blinked while the shutter clicked. It is probably one of the best pictures I have ever taken. The whole thing was quite a rush, but one could not help but stop to think about all of the brave young men that fought and died on one of those planes. There certainly is no protection against flying steel and lead, and they knew it. Intestinal fortitude was not lacking, for all of them, or they could never have gotten up in the morning to fly that next mission. My Salute. We owe more than words can express! -- Jim in NC |
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The Men that actually flew these planes in war. THANKS ~Dave Thanks for the ride report, Dave! Made my afternoon. I had a similar ride in Nine-O-Nine with my grandfather on June 17, 1995. He had not ridden in a B-17 since being shot down over Schweinfurt in October of 1943. He was a waist gunner and opted to ride in the nose for most of the trip. At one point, they feathered #1 and when I noticed it I pointed it out to him (like you said, you there's no casual chatter in a B-17) he looked at it for a moment and then shrugged and grinned. Not a second of doubt that the old horse would make it home; ("Hell," he said aftwerward. "It wasn't even on fire.") Afterward, the family asked how he handled it and I responded honestly: I'd never seen him smile so broadly in his life. After the flight, he quietly asked the crew to autograph an airplane photo, which visibly moved them. He told them his friend and pilot had won the DFC for crash-landing a burning airplane with three engines out and an airfield of Germans swarming at them, but he supposed that the Collins Foundation guys might be the best B-17 pilots he'd ever seen. (Promised not to elaborate on that one. ; ) Shortly after he died I did some volunteer work for Evergreen and got to ride around two or three times in their B-17. Spent many hours in the quiet hangar while others were poking around, just sitting in the pilot's seat and absorbing the smell, the instrument layout, the checklists and the view over the nose. Cracked main spar; she doesn't fly anymore and they want $7 just so I can walk through from the waist to the bomb bay. I rode in every position but the ball (taxiied in the ball) and hand-disassembled every .50 belt, hand-Brassoed the bullets and reassembled and installed them. Washed the whole bird two or three times...fished out investor litter; stuff like pop cans and candy wrappers in the ammo boxes, strapped people into the nose while they bitched 'cause they couldn't ride the Tri-Motor. ("Is this one the B-29 or the Tri-Motor." I'd say count the friggin' engines but they'd -still- be wrong.) Guided WWII vets and their families through. Some vets, they'd get to the hangar, look at the plane and shut down. You'd offer to let them inside, they wouldn't do it. The War was Over. We learned however that swinging up through the front hatch properly (without a ladder) garnered great respect from the old-timers. It kills me that some fatass volunteer just glazes over and looks at me when I ask if they've put the site together in the ball turret, etc. On the other hand, I am always moved when I read a ride report like yours--somebody who gets it, who understands that it's not just another pretty airplane with four engines and a million guns poking out of it. $400 to ride, it ain't nothin'. Ten years later people don't miss the money but they sure never forget the ride. Like the old man said, you never forget it. Years down the road, you'll close your eyes and you'll be able to hear it, to smell it, to remember the rivets and the rudder cables, the reflection of the nose on the polished prop hubs... Thank you again, Dave. -c |
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If you'd like to look at an air-to-air picture of the Liberty Bell over Lake
Allatoona (Just north of Atlanta), do this link and you'll see the best one I made at about 5:00 or so on Saturday. Probably the flight immediately before yours. http://www.vansairforce.net/ If you click on the picture, it'll expand to a screen filling size. If you're *really* interested, send me a note outside the newsgroup and I'll send you 3 or 4 of the best pic's. Note, the files are 3-4 mp... KB "Dave" wrote in message ... snip I live near McCollum field N. of Atlanta and thought the Collins guys were in town. A quick google and a couple of phone calls and I learned it was the Libery Belle http://www.libertyfoundation.org/ and they'd be offering rides Saturday and Sunday with free tours inside her in the late afternoon after the flights. My father-in-law shares my love for all things aviation, especially the vintage heavies, so I called him to let him know what was up (literally). He's a vet, getting up in years, diabetic, and not able to get around very easily. I figured it would be a fun thing for his daughter, he and I to visit and see the plane, even if he couldn't go through it. We planned to go on Sunday afternoon, and Fri. and Sat. via email I joked with him about taking a flight, knowing he'd never go for it at 395 a pop. Noway, never, nada. Sunday morning we wasn't feeling well, and said he probably couldn't go, so Wife and I drove down to McCollum and saw LB; took photos,talked to some people, watched as those big ol Wrights fired up, watched with envy as those rich folk crawled up into the hatch for a ride, and watched (from the wrong side of the fence) as that beauty took off. Wow! snip The Men that actually flew these planes in war. THANKS ~Dave |
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"Dave" wrote in message ... snip a great read! I'd like to thank: The crew and members of The Liberty Belle Foundation. Very professional and FUN. Thanks This group, RAP. I've learned a lot here, and I enjoyed the flight more because of it. Part of the Sunday's thrill is being able to post it here for you guys. Thanks, and BTW, I've posted 2 batches of pix over at ABPA subject "B-17G" My Father in Law. Thanks for buying yourself a ride, mostly. You deserve it. That C and I got to ride too is icing on the cake, and even though I paid nothing, it was, as they say, "worth every penny." Thanks The Men that actually flew these planes in war. THANKS ~Dave THANK YOU, DAVE! I had a cousin who received the CMH in a B-17. Someday I hope to experience a flight in one. BTW what & where is: ABPA? I want to see the pics. Joe Schneider 8437R ----== Posted via Newsfeeds.Com - Unlimited-Unrestricted-Secure Usenet News==---- http://www.newsfeeds.com The #1 Newsgroup Service in the World! 120,000+ Newsgroups ----= East and West-Coast Server Farms - Total Privacy via Encryption =---- |
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Really great picture, Kyle, and great story, Dave. Posts like these
are one of the things that makes this community so enjoyable. Thanks, Wiz |
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This group, RAP. I've learned a lot here, and I enjoyed the flight
more because of it. Part of the Sunday's thrill is being able to post it here for you guys. Thanks, and BTW, I've posted 2 batches of pix over at ABPA subject "B-17G" I could barely finish your post, Dave, what with being all choked up and all. What a great narrative! Thank YOU for making this a great day for me -- and all of us around the world who read this newsgroup daily. Your experience brightened my day, broadened my horizons, and convinced me that flying in a B-17 is no longer a "wanna do" -- it's now a "gotta do". Blue skies, my friend. And thank your father-in-law from me, personally. -- Jay Honeck Iowa City, IA Pathfinder N56993 www.AlexisParkInn.com "Your Aviation Destination" |
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Blue skies, my friend. And thank your father-in-law from me, personally.
As usual, alt.binaries.pictures.aviation has "dumped" most of your pix before I could get to see them. How many pix we talking about, Dave? If you pick your favorite dozen or so, send 'em to me via email (like, maybe, two at a time?), and I'll create a webpage for them. They're too good to just evaporate into the ether! Send 'em to and I'll try to get that set up on Friday. -- Jay Honeck Iowa City, IA Pathfinder N56993 www.AlexisParkInn.com "Your Aviation Destination" |
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