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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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.
ReplyDeleteI 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.
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.
ReplyDeleteOnce, 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.
ReplyDeleteNice to see one, I rode a Viscount from Edinburgh to Preswick in the 70’s to jump a Pan Am B-707 to JFK.
ReplyDeleteFrank, what a fabulous English story.
ReplyDeleteMaybe 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?