Wild_Bill_Kelso
Senior Master Sergeant
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- Mar 18, 2022
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I don't think so, Wild Bill. Nowhere NEAR that many. That's more than many loss rates and was not seen in those numbers.
The P-51 in the ETO had a loss rate of 1.18% for the entire war. That's 84.9 sorties per loss.
You're saying 1 in 12 or 16 aborted for "engine problems?" Let's look at 1 in 12. That's an abort rate of 8.33%, or 7 times the loss rate! I don't know of a CO or an upper command who'd put up with an abort rate 7 times the loss rate.They'd get to the bottom of that in a hurry or someone's head would roll.
I agree, that crosses line.I know of two 355th pilots that were removed from flight duty altogether. One for too many aborts and the other for not following his leader into combat.A pattern of early returns would eventually result in a discreet transfer to a maintanence unit, or co-pilot on a C-47.
Well, at least One of the outfits near Cambridge had only the Service Hanger. Further if your notion of temperate weather extends to Jolly Old' that also is flawed. Much of English countryside was covered with PSP, although Steeple Morden was a former RAF bomber base and had good runways.Somehow every discussion of air war in WW2 seems to slide back toward 8th AF flying out of England. This part of the war has never been a major interest of mine so I can't comment on maintenance and reliability rates flying out of a soft green field outside of Cambridge in 1944. I imagine they would be fairly good with aircraft maintained in hangars, temperate weather, good supply chains etc.
I'm talking about units flying out of Pacific Islands, Darwin, China, Burma, Syria, Egypt, Tunisia etc. in 1941-1943, during the pivotal years of the war. Plenty of heads of course did roll as some of these units were routinely taking near 100% casualties. Others maintained a fairly low serviceability rate.
I'll post some examples since apparently nobody knows what I'm talking about here.
What is it with Americans? Taking their bad weather everywhere they go. The weather was fine in 1940.A friend of ours, who piloted B-24s out of England, had remarked that he could count on one hand, the number of times that they assembled without some form of overcast.
Ask them where they have the best chance to laid? Of course. Or the least chance of being cannibal or croc dinner.If you asked pilots in New Guinea or the Aleutians whether they would rather operate out of England, what do you think their answer would be?
I'd be as worried about trying to find the airfield. Or even the end of the runway while trying to take off!Ask them where they have the best chance to laid? Of course. Or the least chance of being cannibal or croc dinner.
That said flying out of the Aelutians was certainly worse. OTOH maybe your chances of surviving combat ops was higher in Aleutians?
I know the P-39 had it's faults but surely it wasnt responsible for malaria and dysentery?Well I remember one P-39 pilot flying out of Port Morseby said, after describing the muddy, hole ridden conditions on the airfields they used, that 'every takeoff and landing was a thrilling adventure'. Between bouts of malaria, dysentery, and jungle rot. Then they had the pleasures of navigating around the crocodile infested swamps, jagged mountain peaks and shark infested bays amidst sudden massive thunderstorms which could pop up in less than an hour and were beyond the abilities of local forecasters to predict.
I believe I read that too somewhere on the net, it's probably true.I thought it was brought in to cure malaria and dysentery.
It was more comfortable dying in the ETO.I'd be as worried about trying to find the airfield. Or even the end of the runway while trying to take off!Well I remember one P-39 pilot flying out of Port Morseby said, after describing the muddy, hole ridden conditions on the airfields they used, that 'every takeoff and landing was a thrilling adventure'. Between bouts of malaria, dysentery, and jungle rot. Then they had the pleasures of navigating around the crocodile infested swamps, jagged mountain peaks and shark infested bays amidst sudden massive thunderstorms which could pop up in less than an hour and were beyond the abilities of local forecasters to predict.
We bitch more about weather changes in Texas - as well as T-Storms known as Texas Killer'sWhat is it with Americans? Taking their bad weather everywhere they go. The weather was fine in 1940.
It was more comfortable dying in the ETO.I'd be as worried about trying to find the airfield. Or even the end of the runway while trying to take off!
Those conditions existed frequently in ETO fall, winter and spring. When my father lead the 355th home from Foggia Italy to Steeple Morden, every pat of Bay of Biscay through Ireland was covered by undercast. Rather than beak escort at planned location he led the Group to tag along with the 3rd Division B-17s - got on the Command Channel to talk with lead ship of the Wing and asked that they give heading and distance to the Buncher near Cambrige when they crossed the English coast - then broke away and dead reckoned to Cambridge where the cloud cover opened up a tad, enough to see Cambridge and thence to Royston/Steeple Morden - where they landed with 200 foot minimums.
When my father offered advice about flying instruments, I frequently listened.
Read a memoir of a B-25 pilot in the Aleutians, who was taxiing in fog so thick he couldn't see his wingtips. He got to the end of the runway, waiting for the mission to be scrubbed. As he sat there the tower cleared him for takeoff. He was so overcome with fear, he couldn't lift his arm to reach the throttles. After several minutes the tower finally cancelled the mission.I'd be as worried about trying to find the airfield. Or even the end of the runway while trying to take off!
Hurtling blindly into thick fog while throttling up to "ludicrous speed" is utter insanity. That ain't cowardice.Read a memoir of a B-25 pilot in the Aleutians, who was taxiing in fog so thick he couldn't see his wingtips. He got to the end of the runway, waiting for the mission to be scrubbed. As he sat there the tower cleared him for takeoff. He was so overcome with fear, he couldn't lift his arm to reach the throttles. After several minutes the tower finally cancelled the mission.
He was no coward, flying many missions against Attu and Kiska, and even a few against the Kurile Islands.
On the ground the weather here is just an inconvenience and constant source of chit chat. In the sky its a different matter, the cloud base here today in mid June is below the level of the nearby moorland. Those moors are covered in WW2 crash sites caused by navigation errors and iced wings.We bitch more about weather changes in Texas - as well as T-Storms known as Texas Killer's