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Njaco
The Pop-Tart Whisperer
A few from Facebook...
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Matt308
Glock Perfection
Love the C-130!
Cool shots!
vikingBerserker
Lieutenant General
Nice!
Glider
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Njaco
The Pop-Tart Whisperer
a few from Facebook.....
Cool shots!
Matt308
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evangilder
"Shooter"
Holy crap, Matt! That's a HUGE bird to pull that kind of move in.- Thread starter
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Njaco
The Pop-Tart Whisperer
Shame there is no sound. Those 6 engines humming just over yer head.....!!!!!!!!
T Bolt
Colonel
Just what I was thinking when I watched it
Matt308
Glock Perfection
I may be mistaken, but I think I read about the origin of my post in Aviation Week a couple of years ago back when they used to do articles on pilot experiences. If I recall correctly the pilot lived on base (or close to it) and had told his wife he was going to buzz their house and that she should have the camera ready. So 6 turnin' and 4 burnin' he's at full throttle at low level and trying to find his house amongst all the others. Well as you can see, by the time he recognized his house from such low level he could not correct his nimble little B-36 and missed a direct overflight. Made for one hell of a video though!! I'll bet money its the same story. Has to be!
Aaron Brooks Wolters
Brigadier General
Can you imagine the butt chewin' he got. I'll bet it went on for days.
I'll bet it went on for days.
Matt308
Glock Perfection
Hah! I found it! From the B-36 Association at REFLECTIONS
I highly encourage anyone with an interest to read the reflections page. Every bit worth the time.
"Quite often, the B-36 would be called upon to demonstrate how quickly it could get off the ground, especially when loaded with a minimum amount of fuel. On a Sunday afternoon in October 1954 a group of firemen were having a convention in town and were on a tour of the Base. In order for a person to draw his flight pay he was required to fly at least fours a month, and 100 hours each year. Thad Neal's crew was scheduled for a two or three week leave in October, so in order to get in the required flying time this pilot proficiency mission was set up for the crew. I believe it was on a Sunday afternoon.
Before leaving home for the Base that morning, Thad called and told me to have Rin (my wife) standing by with the movie camera. I knew he had visitors and that he wanted them to get a good look at the plane, so I expected that it would be a low flyover but had no idea just how low he planned on making it.
The visiting firemen were on the ramp at the time of our take off so Thad was directed to make a maximum performance takeoff and then come around with the low pass over. With a minimum fuel load the B-36 really got off the ground in a hurry. We taxied onto the runway heading south and set the brakes. Thad called for full power on the six recips and four jet engines. That old bird started to stutter and seemed to skid until the brakes were released. I don't think we used a thousand feet of runway before breaking ground. We leveled off at four thousand and headed to the north end of Eagle Mountain Lake at 4,000' before turning south and heading for the north end of the runway. When over Eagle Mountain Lake the plane turned south. With "six turning and four burning" the plane headed directly for the north end of the runway. In a shallow dive with full power the plane skimmed down the runway at almost no altitude. I don't know how fast we were going but it had to be at least 180 mph. Thad kept right on the deck for the whole length of the runway. I was sitting in the glass nose and had a good view. The operators in the GCA shack along side the runway took a dive for the ground as the plane approached with the props almost ticking the concrete.
Thad had originally planned on flying directly over his house. Between the Base and West Ridglea the ground rises maybe a hundred feet so. Thad could not get a true bead on his house from the low altitude so he flew down the road where Ridgmar Mall sits today. Climbing over the small ridge he soon spotted his house just a wee bit off to the left. Still following the terrain he pushed the nose down a bit again but did not dare to drop the wing in a turn. After crossing he ridge, the land gradually gets lower until it reaches Mary's Creek. We stayed on the deck all the way and then part way down highway 377. Then we climbed back to altitude and my log book show we flew for six hours.
Trinka was in her front yard filming the approach, until frightened, when she dropped the camera. Rin had heard us takeoff so she got our camera and sat on the back porch to wait for the next event. It came so fast and caught her by surprise so that all she could do was step off the porch and shoot between the two houses. She did get a short blip of film as we passed about a block away. She did run out front and got a few feet as we few down the hill to the Creek, then she went in the house and poured herself a stiff drink.
As we flew down the highway I recall seeing cars stop and people head for the ditches. Several years later I was telling this story to some co-workers at General Dynamics and one man told me that he was one of those that had sought shelter in a ditch.
We landed and went home to prepare for our vacation not realizing the furor that was going on in Headquarters. One man had called in demanding that his TV antenna be returned. He claimed that a jet pod had removed it from his roof. One character even claimed that the jet exhaust had set fire to a phone pole. There were claims about cracked plaster and pictures that had fallen from the walls.
There was such a fuss raised that General Jack Ryan the 19thAD CO had to take some action. Early the following morning before we could get away, Thad called and said not to leave. General Ryan wanted to talk with all of us. We met at his office and one by one had to go in to give our version of the whole episode. When it was all over he had to fine Thad. I believe it was for $250.00 and he was taken off the promotion list for a couple of years, but as he left the General's office, General Ryan told Thad that was the best buzz job he had ever heard of. It didn't hurt his career either. He would serve as a Commander at Wichita Falls, and then in the Pentagon before going to Florida. He retired as a Lieutenant Colonel.
Thad was killed in a crash in the early 60's while training in C-123's in Florida. The training was preparing him for duty in Viet Nam, defoliation, I think they called it. In the middle of a low altitude turn he lost an engine and went down."
I highly encourage anyone with an interest to read the reflections page. Every bit worth the time.
"Quite often, the B-36 would be called upon to demonstrate how quickly it could get off the ground, especially when loaded with a minimum amount of fuel. On a Sunday afternoon in October 1954 a group of firemen were having a convention in town and were on a tour of the Base. In order for a person to draw his flight pay he was required to fly at least fours a month, and 100 hours each year. Thad Neal's crew was scheduled for a two or three week leave in October, so in order to get in the required flying time this pilot proficiency mission was set up for the crew. I believe it was on a Sunday afternoon.
Before leaving home for the Base that morning, Thad called and told me to have Rin (my wife) standing by with the movie camera. I knew he had visitors and that he wanted them to get a good look at the plane, so I expected that it would be a low flyover but had no idea just how low he planned on making it.
The visiting firemen were on the ramp at the time of our take off so Thad was directed to make a maximum performance takeoff and then come around with the low pass over. With a minimum fuel load the B-36 really got off the ground in a hurry. We taxied onto the runway heading south and set the brakes. Thad called for full power on the six recips and four jet engines. That old bird started to stutter and seemed to skid until the brakes were released. I don't think we used a thousand feet of runway before breaking ground. We leveled off at four thousand and headed to the north end of Eagle Mountain Lake at 4,000' before turning south and heading for the north end of the runway. When over Eagle Mountain Lake the plane turned south. With "six turning and four burning" the plane headed directly for the north end of the runway. In a shallow dive with full power the plane skimmed down the runway at almost no altitude. I don't know how fast we were going but it had to be at least 180 mph. Thad kept right on the deck for the whole length of the runway. I was sitting in the glass nose and had a good view. The operators in the GCA shack along side the runway took a dive for the ground as the plane approached with the props almost ticking the concrete.
Thad had originally planned on flying directly over his house. Between the Base and West Ridglea the ground rises maybe a hundred feet so. Thad could not get a true bead on his house from the low altitude so he flew down the road where Ridgmar Mall sits today. Climbing over the small ridge he soon spotted his house just a wee bit off to the left. Still following the terrain he pushed the nose down a bit again but did not dare to drop the wing in a turn. After crossing he ridge, the land gradually gets lower until it reaches Mary's Creek. We stayed on the deck all the way and then part way down highway 377. Then we climbed back to altitude and my log book show we flew for six hours.
Trinka was in her front yard filming the approach, until frightened, when she dropped the camera. Rin had heard us takeoff so she got our camera and sat on the back porch to wait for the next event. It came so fast and caught her by surprise so that all she could do was step off the porch and shoot between the two houses. She did get a short blip of film as we passed about a block away. She did run out front and got a few feet as we few down the hill to the Creek, then she went in the house and poured herself a stiff drink.
As we flew down the highway I recall seeing cars stop and people head for the ditches. Several years later I was telling this story to some co-workers at General Dynamics and one man told me that he was one of those that had sought shelter in a ditch.
We landed and went home to prepare for our vacation not realizing the furor that was going on in Headquarters. One man had called in demanding that his TV antenna be returned. He claimed that a jet pod had removed it from his roof. One character even claimed that the jet exhaust had set fire to a phone pole. There were claims about cracked plaster and pictures that had fallen from the walls.
There was such a fuss raised that General Jack Ryan the 19thAD CO had to take some action. Early the following morning before we could get away, Thad called and said not to leave. General Ryan wanted to talk with all of us. We met at his office and one by one had to go in to give our version of the whole episode. When it was all over he had to fine Thad. I believe it was for $250.00 and he was taken off the promotion list for a couple of years, but as he left the General's office, General Ryan told Thad that was the best buzz job he had ever heard of. It didn't hurt his career either. He would serve as a Commander at Wichita Falls, and then in the Pentagon before going to Florida. He retired as a Lieutenant Colonel.
Thad was killed in a crash in the early 60's while training in C-123's in Florida. The training was preparing him for duty in Viet Nam, defoliation, I think they called it. In the middle of a low altitude turn he lost an engine and went down."
T Bolt
Colonel
Very Cool 
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evangilder
"Shooter"
Wow, amazing story! Too bad he got killed though.
Airframes
Benevolens Magister
Yes, shame to be lost in such a way. What a great buzz job though, and you can't get much bigger than that either!
I like that first pic in post# 206 - G-FIRE was the red Spitfire MkXIV, owned by Spencer Flack, and flown by a friend of mine, Pete Thorn, an ex- BBMF pilot, and son of Bill Thorn, the test pilot on the Avro Lancaster during WW2. Pete could really throw that aircraft around the sky, and brought it into our Aero Club for the air show one year, on a short, grass strip where anything bigger than a Cessna 172 can sometimes struggle to get off on a hot day.
The Spit is now in the USA, back in camouflage colours.
I like that first pic in post# 206 - G-FIRE was the red Spitfire MkXIV, owned by Spencer Flack, and flown by a friend of mine, Pete Thorn, an ex- BBMF pilot, and son of Bill Thorn, the test pilot on the Avro Lancaster during WW2. Pete could really throw that aircraft around the sky, and brought it into our Aero Club for the air show one year, on a short, grass strip where anything bigger than a Cessna 172 can sometimes struggle to get off on a hot day.
The Spit is now in the USA, back in camouflage colours.
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Njaco
The Pop-Tart Whisperer
G-FIRE! I thought it was 13-FIRE and was gonna post it on Lucky's thread. 
Airframes
Benevolens Magister
He He! No Chris, 'G' is the letter denoting British Civil Aircraft Registration, just as 'N' is for North America.
It looked good in red, with the white flashes, and his other aircraft of the time, such as the Sea Fury, were painted in similar schemes. This is the Spit which, at a particular air show, elicited the comment, to Spencer Flack, from a member of the public, that "It's not right in that red colour scheme!", to which Spencer replied "Oh? And what colour is your Spitfire?".
It looked good in red, with the white flashes, and his other aircraft of the time, such as the Sea Fury, were painted in similar schemes. This is the Spit which, at a particular air show, elicited the comment, to Spencer Flack, from a member of the public, that "It's not right in that red colour scheme!", to which Spencer replied "Oh? And what colour is your Spitfire?".
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