Wow! That comes as quite a shock!
Glider flying not withstanding, I have fond memories of flying into
Mexico in this piece of crap Citation 500, (it was too old to be
converted to a 501 which can be flown single pilot.) Bill and I were
departing from about the only airport that serves general aviation for
the Mexico City area, Tuluca.
The airport elevation is above seven thousand feet as I recall. We
were right at max gross, (OK, perhaps a bit over), when, at about two
hundred feet AGL, the right engine fire light and warning horn went
off.
Bill was PIC, (in the right seat), and I was jerking gear for him, (in
the only other seat to be found in the pointed end of the dogg we were
flying..........the left one.)
Bill pulled the thrust lever back while reciting the memory
items...the lights and horn were still on. We then shut down the
engine, still no change. Punched both fire bottles...still no change
In the mean time I informed the tower we were declaring an emengency
and returning to land. Oh yeah, and we wanted the fire trucks
standing by as we might have an engine fire.
Bill climbed that pig to pattern altitude at V2 plus about five
knots.
We were sure there was not really a fire, but under those
circumstances you have to do all the emergency proceedures as though
your ass really is pukeing flames.
Bill did a masterful job of getting us back on the ground without
incident and was smiling all the time.
I'm gonna miss that guy!

Zulu