Thorlifter
Captain
For the plane destined to become the best fighter of World War II, it was an inauspicious beginning.
Arriving before noon at Guadalcanal's Henderson Field on February 12, 1943, after a 550-mile flight, Maj. William E. Gise's marine fighter squadron VMF-124 discovered it had already been assigned a mission. They were the first operational unit to receive Vought's new F4U-1 Corsairs, and hopes were running high that the sleek new gull-winged fighters would help turn the tide for the "Cactus Air Force," which was locked in a bitter contest with Japanese air power for control of the Solomon Islands. An hour later the pilots were in the air again, escorting a PBY Catalina patrol. The next day, still without even a pause to scope out the terrain or the enemy, the Corsair pilots were ordered to escort Liberator bombers on a bombing run against Japanese ships at Bougainville.
Those first two days had been fortuitously uneventful for Gise's flyers; no Zeroes had appeared to challenge them. But their luck ran out the next day, in what went into the books as the St. Valentine's Day Massacre.
In company with P-38s and P-40s, the F4Us again had the job of shepherding Liberators to Bougainville, this time to attack the Japanese airfield at Kahili. But now the Japanese were up and waiting. They shot down the four top-cover Lightnings, broke through the P-40s and bagged two, then disposed of two Liberators. A pair of Corsairs also went down. Only three Zeroes were claimed—one of them in a midair collision with a Corsair that killed both pilots.
The Corsair's star seemed permanently cursed by that spring. Initial flight trials aboard navy carriers yielded a string of disasters. The plane's long nose, huge radial engine, and framed "birdcage" canopy all conspired to obstruct the pilot's view of the deck while taxiing and landing. At anything but optimal landing speed, the gear tended to rebound dangerously on touchdown, causing the plane to bounce down the deck: during one early trial, a Corsair bounced as high as the masthead and recovered only by cramming on full power—and heading back for shore. And even on a dead-smooth landing, the plane's tailhook sometimes bounced off the deck on its own, skipping over the arresting wire and sending the plane hurtling headlong into parked aircraft at the end of the straight flight deck.
Worst of all, at anything below one hundred knots the left wing had a tendency to stall without warning, causing the plane to flip with sudden decisiveness. A rash of landing accidents ensued; squadron VF-12 had seven pilots killed in short order. With more than a little black humor, crews started calling the plane the "Ensign Eliminator."
The navy's bureaucrats decided that the Corsair wasn't worth the gamble. They ordered the navy logistics chain to carry spare parts only for the F6F Hellcat; in July 1943, VF-12 was ordered to convert to F6Fs and give up its Corsairs. A second navy Corsair squadron, VF-17, was ordered off of the USS Bunker Hill and sent ashore to operate from land bases. For a while the Corsair seemed destined to be another troubled wartime experiment that would go down as little more than a footnote in the annals of naval aviation.
Corsairs would not fly off aircraft carriers again until late 1944. But by then the airplane's superb flying characteristics had more than redeemed it from its troubled debut. By war's end, 11,415 Corsairs had rolled off assembly lines, and marine and naval aviators flying Corsairs had claimed 2,140 enemy aircraft for a loss of 189 themselves—an 11:1 kill ratio.
Behind this remarkable combat success was the vision and aerodynamic intuition of one man who made it happen.
In 1938 the Vought company had been building naval aircraft for twenty years, but it wouldn't have been anyone's candidate for producing a world-beating modern fighter. The firm's niche market was scout-observation types, mostly clunky looking and staggeringly slow floatplanes. The O2U/O3U biplanes, produced between 1927 and 1935, clocked a top speed of 160 mph. The OS2U Kingfisher monoplane, built from 1940 to 1942, wasn't much better. Vought's only production fighter, the biplane FU, was a battleship-launched floatplane built back in 1927–28; it could do 120 mph on a good day. Two follow-on biplane fighters the company produced were rejected by the navy. In 1930 Chance M. Vought died. But his company survived, and the next year brought the arrival of a man who would change everything.
It was almost a pure accident that had brought Rex B. Beisel into the aircraft industry in the first place. The son of a coal miner from Washington state, he had lived in a tent in a mining camp and at age sixteen had gone to work in the mines himself as a "breaker boy," earning $2.60 each day for picking rocks out of 150 tons of coal. But from that and other menial jobs (dishwasher, surveyor's assistant, plumb*er's helper, blueprint machine operator, mule driver) he saved enough money to put himself through the University of Wash*ing*ton and earn a degree in mechanical engineering. Upon graduation he took the civil service exam, scored extremely well, and was promptly offered a job by the navy as a draftsman in its Bureau of Aeronautics, at $4.00 a day. After some stints designing racers in the 1920s for Curtiss and Spartan, he joined Vought in 1931 as assistant chief engineer.
One of his first jobs there was to see if the canceled F3U fighter could be reengineered into a scout-bomber. The result was a stunning success: the SBU biplane dive-bomber. It incorporated a number of highly innovative features: a variable-pitch propeller; the new NACA engine cowling developed by aerodynamicists at the National Advisory Committee for Aeronautics (the forerunner of NASA), which greatly reduced drag; and one of Beisel's own inventions, a series of adjustable gills on the cowling to regulate the flow of cooling air over the engine. The SBU became the first aircraft of its type to break 200 mph.
Arriving before noon at Guadalcanal's Henderson Field on February 12, 1943, after a 550-mile flight, Maj. William E. Gise's marine fighter squadron VMF-124 discovered it had already been assigned a mission. They were the first operational unit to receive Vought's new F4U-1 Corsairs, and hopes were running high that the sleek new gull-winged fighters would help turn the tide for the "Cactus Air Force," which was locked in a bitter contest with Japanese air power for control of the Solomon Islands. An hour later the pilots were in the air again, escorting a PBY Catalina patrol. The next day, still without even a pause to scope out the terrain or the enemy, the Corsair pilots were ordered to escort Liberator bombers on a bombing run against Japanese ships at Bougainville.
Those first two days had been fortuitously uneventful for Gise's flyers; no Zeroes had appeared to challenge them. But their luck ran out the next day, in what went into the books as the St. Valentine's Day Massacre.
In company with P-38s and P-40s, the F4Us again had the job of shepherding Liberators to Bougainville, this time to attack the Japanese airfield at Kahili. But now the Japanese were up and waiting. They shot down the four top-cover Lightnings, broke through the P-40s and bagged two, then disposed of two Liberators. A pair of Corsairs also went down. Only three Zeroes were claimed—one of them in a midair collision with a Corsair that killed both pilots.
The Corsair's star seemed permanently cursed by that spring. Initial flight trials aboard navy carriers yielded a string of disasters. The plane's long nose, huge radial engine, and framed "birdcage" canopy all conspired to obstruct the pilot's view of the deck while taxiing and landing. At anything but optimal landing speed, the gear tended to rebound dangerously on touchdown, causing the plane to bounce down the deck: during one early trial, a Corsair bounced as high as the masthead and recovered only by cramming on full power—and heading back for shore. And even on a dead-smooth landing, the plane's tailhook sometimes bounced off the deck on its own, skipping over the arresting wire and sending the plane hurtling headlong into parked aircraft at the end of the straight flight deck.
Worst of all, at anything below one hundred knots the left wing had a tendency to stall without warning, causing the plane to flip with sudden decisiveness. A rash of landing accidents ensued; squadron VF-12 had seven pilots killed in short order. With more than a little black humor, crews started calling the plane the "Ensign Eliminator."
The navy's bureaucrats decided that the Corsair wasn't worth the gamble. They ordered the navy logistics chain to carry spare parts only for the F6F Hellcat; in July 1943, VF-12 was ordered to convert to F6Fs and give up its Corsairs. A second navy Corsair squadron, VF-17, was ordered off of the USS Bunker Hill and sent ashore to operate from land bases. For a while the Corsair seemed destined to be another troubled wartime experiment that would go down as little more than a footnote in the annals of naval aviation.
Corsairs would not fly off aircraft carriers again until late 1944. But by then the airplane's superb flying characteristics had more than redeemed it from its troubled debut. By war's end, 11,415 Corsairs had rolled off assembly lines, and marine and naval aviators flying Corsairs had claimed 2,140 enemy aircraft for a loss of 189 themselves—an 11:1 kill ratio.
Behind this remarkable combat success was the vision and aerodynamic intuition of one man who made it happen.
In 1938 the Vought company had been building naval aircraft for twenty years, but it wouldn't have been anyone's candidate for producing a world-beating modern fighter. The firm's niche market was scout-observation types, mostly clunky looking and staggeringly slow floatplanes. The O2U/O3U biplanes, produced between 1927 and 1935, clocked a top speed of 160 mph. The OS2U Kingfisher monoplane, built from 1940 to 1942, wasn't much better. Vought's only production fighter, the biplane FU, was a battleship-launched floatplane built back in 1927–28; it could do 120 mph on a good day. Two follow-on biplane fighters the company produced were rejected by the navy. In 1930 Chance M. Vought died. But his company survived, and the next year brought the arrival of a man who would change everything.
It was almost a pure accident that had brought Rex B. Beisel into the aircraft industry in the first place. The son of a coal miner from Washington state, he had lived in a tent in a mining camp and at age sixteen had gone to work in the mines himself as a "breaker boy," earning $2.60 each day for picking rocks out of 150 tons of coal. But from that and other menial jobs (dishwasher, surveyor's assistant, plumb*er's helper, blueprint machine operator, mule driver) he saved enough money to put himself through the University of Wash*ing*ton and earn a degree in mechanical engineering. Upon graduation he took the civil service exam, scored extremely well, and was promptly offered a job by the navy as a draftsman in its Bureau of Aeronautics, at $4.00 a day. After some stints designing racers in the 1920s for Curtiss and Spartan, he joined Vought in 1931 as assistant chief engineer.
One of his first jobs there was to see if the canceled F3U fighter could be reengineered into a scout-bomber. The result was a stunning success: the SBU biplane dive-bomber. It incorporated a number of highly innovative features: a variable-pitch propeller; the new NACA engine cowling developed by aerodynamicists at the National Advisory Committee for Aeronautics (the forerunner of NASA), which greatly reduced drag; and one of Beisel's own inventions, a series of adjustable gills on the cowling to regulate the flow of cooling air over the engine. The SBU became the first aircraft of its type to break 200 mph.