I used to be in the TA at RAF Lyneham air despatching in Hercules planes. Working for a building society in Swindon was a dreary existence.
One Saturday I was working on the drop zone, where we wait for the Hercules and crew above to despatch the pallets, and collect them up.
I saw a glider just taking off at the point of the Hercules coming over – Hercules pilot takes evasive action, with a few choice words coming over the radio.
As he makes a second attempt, a Buzzard goes into the path of the plane. Next thing I hear is the pilot screaming ‘Bird strike, bird strike’. The photo after saw a load of blood and feathers and a huge hole in the wing of the plane.
There were some very ashen faced people around the base for the rest of the day!
Best flight was when we had a load of p1ssed up scousers on a 7am flight, and the pilot declared it a full load test flight giving it big licks and chucking the plane around. Spew city. The minibus retrieving them lost them on the airfield as they were all flaked out in the long grass.
Happy days.
One Saturday I was working on the drop zone, where we wait for the Hercules and crew above to despatch the pallets, and collect them up.
I saw a glider just taking off at the point of the Hercules coming over – Hercules pilot takes evasive action, with a few choice words coming over the radio.
As he makes a second attempt, a Buzzard goes into the path of the plane. Next thing I hear is the pilot screaming ‘Bird strike, bird strike’. The photo after saw a load of blood and feathers and a huge hole in the wing of the plane.
There were some very ashen faced people around the base for the rest of the day!
Best flight was when we had a load of p1ssed up scousers on a 7am flight, and the pilot declared it a full load test flight giving it big licks and chucking the plane around. Spew city. The minibus retrieving them lost them on the airfield as they were all flaked out in the long grass.
Happy days.
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