Seen on the street in Kyiv.

Words of Advice:

"If Something Seems To Be Too Good To Be True, It's Best To Shoot It, Just In Case." -- Fiona Glenanne

“The Mob takes the Fifth. If you’re innocent, why are you taking the Fifth Amendment?” -- The TOFF *

"Foreign Relations Boil Down to Two Things: Talking With People or Killing Them." -- Unknown

“Speed is a poor substitute for accuracy.” -- Real, no-shit, fortune from a fortune cookie

"If you believe that you are talking to G-d, you can justify anything.” — my Dad

"Colt .45s; putting bad guys in the ground since 1873." -- Unknown

"Stay Strapped or Get Clapped." -- probably not Mr. Rogers

"The Dildo of Karma rarely comes lubed." -- Unknown

"Eck!" -- George the Cat

* "TOFF" = Treasonous Orange Fat Fuck, A/K/A Dolt-45,
A/K/A Commandante (or Cadet) Bone Spurs,
A/K/A El Caudillo de Mar-a-Lago, A/K/A the Asset,
A/K/A P01135809, A/K/A Dementia Donnie

Sunday, August 22, 2021

Your Sunday Morning Turboprop Noise

The Vickers Viscount:



There's not a lot of footage around, as the type went out of service in the 1990s (outside of Africa).
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5 comments:

seafury said...

I worked for a small airfreight company in Milwaukee back in the late 70's. the hangar next to ours was home for a company called Kearney&Trecker. Their corporate fleet was eclectic to say the least. A "Super DC-3" ( the kind with the gear doors) A Caravelle SE-210, and a Viscount.
I remember one foggy Saturday morning they fired up the viscount to fly a really big cheese and his wife to New York so she could do some shopping. The pilot was the company chief pilot and I believe the copilot was a captain at UAL. Took about 15 minutes for them to get all 4 RR darts fired up off they went barreling out in the fog. For some reason that memory has stuck with me.

8/22/2021 10:20 AM
Old NFO said...

Noisy beasts, and climbed like a rocket with its tail afire when light. They were 'competition' for the Lockheed L-188 Electra back in the day. Strange oval hatches and windows.

8/22/2021 4:41 PM
Frank Wilhoit said...

Once, as a small child, at an airport, I heard an intolerable high-pitched noise -- clearly distinct above the general din -- and asked my father what it was. He said "That's a Viscount." That answer was of course a category error (aside from having been, quite possibly, factually wrong), and left me unsure whether a viscount was a kind of engine, or a step in the starting sequence of an engine, or a euphemism for an intolerable high-pitched noise, or a rank in the British Peerage.

8/22/2021 5:25 PM
CenterPuke88 said...

Nice to see one, I rode a Viscount from Edinburgh to Preswick in the 70’s to jump a Pan Am B-707 to JFK.

8/22/2021 8:48 PM
Tod Germanica said...

Frank, what a fabulous English story.
Maybe all fenestration is ovoid to avoid corner fractures like what killed those two Comets- though Nimrods seem fine. And what killed the civilian Electra for passenger service? Sympathetic vibration or something?

8/23/2021 12:48 AM

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