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On Tue, 27 Apr 2004 09:33:42 +0000, John wrote:
Chuck (never flew in a DC-3 but I got 300 hrs watching them) S I can actually add to this conversation. My father flew for Crown Cork and Seal when I was a kid and their corporate airplane was a DC-3. I got many rides in that airplane, often in the jumpseat behind the pilots and sometimes sitting in the right seat where I got to lower the flaps and drop the gear upon command. Also got to adjust the cowl flaps but never could figure out how to do that (odd cylindrical switch, one for each engine) and Dad had to lean over and do it himself. When I was taking flying lessons from him, he asked if I wanted to fly the DC-3. I forget how many hours I'd accumulated by then but it was probably around 20 because I only reached 25 before college interrupted my training. We had gone flying in a Piper Apache which I got to fly. It wasn't that much different from flying the 172 in that you just pushed the throttles to the end of their travel and lifted off at the appropriate speed. So I had a whole hour in twins when the offer was made. I was about 17 years old. My father of course started the engines. It was the usual routine for radials, but it seemed fiendishly complicated. It involved priming and turning the engine through three blades and flicking on the magnetos and then playing with the mixture while playing with the throttle. The engines rumbled to life one cylinder at a time, belching clouds of smoke and finally settling down to a whuffing chuffing rumble. I was instructed in how to taxi and Dad released the brakes. I advanced the throttles cautiously and we eased forward. Dad handled the radio, contacting ground and got taxi clearance. I remembered to add throttle to the outside engine to help us around corners. One of the tricks my father taught me was to lock the tailwheel down once we were pointed generally straight down the taxiway. We left it locked until we began to edge toward one side or the other, then unlocked, straightened out and relocked it. I'm pretty sure my father ran through the engine runnup this time, but I probably read the checklist for him while he either set or checked the various items. Engine runnup was impressive with those 1200 horsepower engines roaring away and the prop swinging by just inches from the fuselage. I was waiting for further instructions once we got clearance to takeoff, but my father just told me to line up on the runway so I released the brakes and we trundled out and I got it lined up. I looked at my father, expecting him to say something but he just said "let's go." Remember, up to that time I had not flown anything more powerful than a 172 or an Apache, neither of which had engines that developed over 150 hp. Takeoff for those airplanes was throttle up all the way, as far as you could push it. Having heard no instructions as to what throttle setting to use, and hearing him say "let's go", I grabbed those two big throttles and pushed them WAY up. The two engines responded with an extremely loud bellowing and we began to move forward. My father, moving extremely quickly, grabbed the throttles and reduced power to the usual takeoff setting while I concentrated on keeping the airplane srtaight with the rudder. "Y'know you can overboost the engines", he said forcefully. "Well no, I didn't know because you didn't tell me where to set them." I responded while pulling back on the column to begin climbing out. "Well you can" he said again, this time more quietly and began to tell me what airspeeds and what compass heading he wanted me to fly. We were headed to Idlewild to pickup a part for the airplane so we set course for that airport. My recollection is that the control forces were really hard for me to manage, being a skinny 17 year old. I don't recall trimming any, perhaps my father did that for me. I did not land it at Idlewild or North Philadelphia for the return trip so I can't claim that. But I did do the takeoff. My rememberance is that it was like flying a house. It was massive and the control forces very high. It was lumbering and slow to respond to any input. A few years later the company bought a DeHaviland DH 125. That airplane I definately did NOT get to fly. Corky Scott |
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My father flew for Crown Cork and Seal Corky Scott So is that where you got your nickname from..... Corky??? |
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On Tue, 27 Apr 2004 18:24:49 GMT, Shiver Me Timbers
wrote: wrote: My father flew for Crown Cork and Seal Corky Scott So is that where you got your nickname from..... Corky??? Sounds plausable but no. I got the nickname as a kid, at my father's instigation but it's a long story. Corky Scott |
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Chuck
You never missed anything ) Go get in a bread truck and drive it around the block. Big John `````````````````````````````````````````````````` ```````````````````````````````````````` On 27 Apr 2004 03:45:41 -0700, ChuckSlusarczyk wrote: ----clip---- Chuck (never flew in a DC-3 but I got 300 hrs watching them) S |
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John wrote in message ...
ChuckSlusarczyk wrote: In article , Harry K says... one wheel approach at Cleveland Air Show. T-6 Owned by the same guy that owned the P-51 who's name escapes me. So using zoomlogic I've got time in numerous warbirds and flew many missions performing in Airshows. I should be a writer LOL!!! See ya Chuck S Well I saw a DC3 crash. Can I count that as a mission?? Harry K If that were zoom he would say "HE survived a crash landing in a DC-3 and with absolute skill and resolve brought it in. Thereby saving a plane load of women ,Nuns and the vice President Oh!! and a couple of famous movie stars as well . In addition to fighting off attacks by terrorists armed with shoulder fired missles and controlling pitch by yelling at the passengers to run back and forth in the cabin... I'd say you could count it as a zoom style mission,certainly, he would and has:-) See ya Chuck (never flew in a DC-3 but I got 300 hrs watching them) S If I remember correctly I flew in a DC-3 from Fairbanks to Adak, Ak when I was in the Nav They told us of the DC-3's that crashed into the mountains at the end of the island trying to make it in. So I guess I must have been on many harrowing missions with near loss of life ;-) John "Will the last person leaving Adak please turn out the lights!" --sign in Adak passenger terminal circa 1975. Ouch, that brings on unpleasant memories; Spring 1956, batch of us scheduled from Anchorage to Shemya. One seat left so me and buddy drew. I won, he lost big time, next flight plowed in somewhere on the chain. Wonder if that isn't the one at ADAK. Harry K |
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Harry K wrote:
John wrote in message ... ChuckSlusarczyk wrote: In article , Harry K says... one wheel approach at Cleveland Air Show. T-6 Owned by the same guy that owned the P-51 who's name escapes me. So using zoomlogic I've got time in numerous warbirds and flew many missions performing in Airshows. I should be a writer LOL!!! See ya Chuck S Well I saw a DC3 crash. Can I count that as a mission?? Harry K If that were zoom he would say "HE survived a crash landing in a DC-3 and with absolute skill and resolve brought it in. Thereby saving a plane load of women ,Nuns and the vice President Oh!! and a couple of famous movie stars as well . In addition to fighting off attacks by terrorists armed with shoulder fired missles and controlling pitch by yelling at the passengers to run back and forth in the cabin... I'd say you could count it as a zoom style mission,certainly, he would and has:-) See ya Chuck (never flew in a DC-3 but I got 300 hrs watching them) S If I remember correctly I flew in a DC-3 from Fairbanks to Adak, Ak when I was in the Nav They told us of the DC-3's that crashed into the mountains at the end of the island trying to make it in. So I guess I must have been on many harrowing missions with near loss of life ;-) John "Will the last person leaving Adak please turn out the lights!" --sign in Adak passenger terminal circa 1975. Ouch, that brings on unpleasant memories; Spring 1956, batch of us scheduled from Anchorage to Shemya. One seat left so me and buddy drew. I won, he lost big time, next flight plowed in somewhere on the chain. Wonder if that isn't the one at ADAK. Harry K Yea could be, everytime you fly in they point out the reckage on the side of the mountain which they never removed the wreck! John |
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