An old tape of a C-124 being ferried to a museum.
A "zero-zero" landing in a C-124.
A blog by a "sucker" and a "loser" who served her country in the Navy.
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Slava Ukraini!
Sunday, July 2, 2017
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As a 'mosquito wing' PFC in the US Regular Army Field Artillery in 1970 I flew as 'space A' from Texas to Travis AFB in NorCal. Just skinny me and tons of cocooned radial engines, generators, and unidentified parts. It was plenty warm and NOISY back in that fuselage that seemed like a hangar, sitting sideways on those uncomfortable folding canvas bench seats. No oxygen needed because we flew all the way at 10,000 feet (3048M). It was fun but gruelling and makes you appreciate jet airliners. I couldn't stop thinking a forced landing would roll a Pratt & Whitney R-4360 on top of me turning me into strawberry jam. Thanks for the memory, comrade.
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