the sound of silence part one!

Published by: monty stone on 31st Jan 2017 | View all blogs by monty stone

the flight was routine. i was flying one of  five beaver ul's that our flying club had. it had a recent engine overhaul and i flew it, to check it out, for free, avoiding the $20 per hour rental. i was over our local training area we refered to as the 'valley of death', we named it due to several ' failed arrivals'. the asi started to slow, so i gave it more gas whereupon it seized,  and my world got 'silent'.   i set up a decent glide angle, i was at about 900ft with abundant grassy fields, so, ignoring the REALLY suitable field directly under me i 'fixated' on a triangular field, WAY smaller, and had numerous obstructions around it, the right side had a long row of tall poplars and buildings, the left side had a barbed wire fence with many black and white cows munching away on the other side. the 'base' side had power lines and a small river with houses and a road. we had always tried to 'arrange' unexpected landings close to a road to facilitate retreval. by the time i had second thoughts about my choice it was too late to 'start again'. most things get bigger, the closer you get, this triangle shrunk! i cleared the power lines, my chief concern, and started my 'round out' at about thirty feet, prior to flareing but as soon as i got in ground effect the plane would'nt sink, it just floated and floated! the 'sharp'corner' of my 'trigon' was getting closer, quickly. i figured at this rate i'd be in the 'tidal swamp' that waited for me at the end of my 'field', though at the time i didn't know  what was there. any how, i decided to 'wheelbarrow' it in, trying to break the nose-gear off and hope the 'jagged bits' would stop me. well, i hit on the nose wheel very hard, but it only bounced me up. by now i was running out of everything, altitude, airspeed and ability! this particular planes nose wheel was fixed, didn't steer, so was REALLY rudder dependant, i had full left rudder and swerved into the barbed wire, and stopped. i got out and walked the six feet to the end of the field. there was a five foot drop into 'ooze' that flooded twice a day with the tide. i turned my attention to the engine. the prop was now free, a common feature of two stroke seizures, the float bowl was full of clean gas, no water or debris, WTF! i saw a barn in the cow field and saw phone lines going to it (this was before cell-phones, a world without them!), i explained to the farmer i had a 'emergency' landing and could i use his phone to call the 'boss' of the club. while waiting for help to come the farmer told me that a few years before 18 skydivers had perished in his field when their plane nosed in. the boss and his mechanic arrived, we held on to the wing while the 'boss' fire-walled it, till it seized again. his mechanic took one of the other engines off another beaver and fitted it, we held on to the wing while the boss rev'd it, when he nodded we let go and he took off, clearing the power lines by a few feet! cont......

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  • Monty Bolinger
    by Monty Bolinger 10 months ago
    So you can say you caught the 3 wire on a short deck?
  • monty stone
    by monty stone 10 months ago
    hey monty, great name! .......monty
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