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Here's 'nother CAG/Tomcat story -- during one of the "killer May"
evolutions, we ran out of F-14s, literally. Ha! That Ubangi A-7 pilot that got to be "fighter pilot for a day" couldn't have been happier - the May inbound looked like all the previous ones, except it had an A-7 "fighter escort"! The Tomcat hung off to the side, as if it didn't want to be seen in the same formation ) The only up jet was the one CAG was flying as all the alerts kept going down on deck. Sooooo, we tanked him and kept him airborne...for 5 or 6 cycles as I recall (I remember passing him off to the oncoming E-2 as we RTB'd, sometimes it's good not to have IFR capability). I also recall he was kind of stiff when he finally landed and got out of the jet LOL My first encounter w/CAG came during my first underway period (workups) as a newly minted NFO (Ensign-type) standing my very first SDO watch underway. Our CO was standing in for CAG at 8 o'clock reports that night (cue the foreboding music). He had had a long night/day already and when he got back from his flight, headed for the rack, asking me to wake him about .5 prior to 8 o'clocks. "Sure skipper, no problem" 1805 and CAG office called "politely" asking (as only the 5MC would permit) (a) where is the CO for 8 o'clocks and (b) for my presence in CAG office, pronto. Stopped by, woke up CO enroute who rolled his eyes and said he'd meet me there (CAG Office). After cooling my heels for a few tension filled minutes, I was summoned in whereupon CAG thundered "Ensign, why wasn't your CO at 8 o'clocks and just what the h*ll were you thinking?" I looked him straight on and said (quite honestly, I might add...) "Jeez CAG, I thought 8 o'clocks went down at 8 o'clock....?" The choking sound I heard I later attributed to CAGOPS trying not to laugh out loud. CAG stopped, tried to say something and finally just threw me out of the office... Of course, our SWO made sure I got the requisite training all new SDOs should get, as well as ample opportunity to put said training to practice for the next week :/ Beats my first encounter with him. I was a pup, not old enough to drink/shave/vote/etc., and our first portcall was the Bahamas. Remember the Playboy Club? I ditched my E-1-to-E-3 friends and raced to that club's bar/casino and had myself an awful tasting tequila sunrise. While I was busy trying to not blow it out on the floor, the slightly surly gent beside me at the bar looked on as if I was going to be first to be voted off the island. No uniform, but I could tell by the way he growled that he was used to giving orders to 17 year olds... I found another seat and switched to Tres Generations (good call!), while he sat alone at the end of the bar with all his 'friends'. Back on the boat, I passed him one day and realized I had had a close brush with CAG. To show how much of a kid I was, I honestly thought CAG and the Air Boss were the same guy - and I was used to the Boss bellowing for me by then. "Plane Captain, Seven Four Seven, man your damned aiiiirrrrrrplane!" I used to hear that one in my sleep. - obviously. ) Will, have you ever written it all down? I bet you could put together something with a career like yours. If you need pix of Ike, let me know - I took hundreds on that cruise (already looked - I have a couple good shots of one of your birds on the cat at readiness, but unforch its a bit soft focused). v/r Gordon |
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A slightly different CAG story.
One of the many crosses that a junior Stoof CAPC (Carrier Air Plane Commander) had to bear was riding "shotgun" with nuggets during FCLPs. One night I had just finished with nugget number 3 and thought I was done when the LSO directed me to taxi to the platform for one more. I thought that was unusual, as we generally switched seats on the squadron line. But I headed over and my nugget climbed out of the left seat and was I surprised when CAG 56 hisself climbed in! I had never met him before, only knew he was a rotorhead and generally flew with one of the HS squadrons. He was pleasant and while we were getting ready to go informed me that the last time he had done any fixed wing FCLPs was in a Turkey at Block Island. ("Turkey" in this case was the Original Turkey, the TBM.) My only thought was, "Oh, ****." So when he was all strapped in and we had done a quick run-up we got cleared for take off. His taxi was not too bad, but he did try to over-rotate a bit on lift off. I was "spring loaded" to the "I've got it" position after he tried to make a 50-degree angle of bank turn to the downwind (this is a Stoof, remember) but managed to get to the 180 pretty much on altitude, heading and airspeed. We rolled into the groove and he bore-sighted the mirror. Right, dead, square in the center of the windscreen. The LSO called "lineup" but nothing happened. Airspeed and attitude were OK. A second "LINEUP" call also resulted in no change. About now I was mentally reviewing 3710 and contemplating my future career. He was the CAG and could do what he wanted, but I was signed for the aircraft. In the end, I figured a bad FITREP was better than a smoking hole and yelled "WAVEOFF" as I popped the throttles out of his hand and was a starting to apply pressure on the yoke. Fortune was smiling on me, however, for as I yelled "WAVEOFF" so did the LSO. The waveoff lights corresponded with my push on the throttles and he was reacting only about a nanosecond after me. I don't think he ever knew that I had momentary control of the aircraft. As soon as I saw that he was flying again, I backed off. As we turned downwind (we were the last plane in the pattern) he turned to me and said, "Kind of close, huh?" I just said, "Yes, Sir, just a bit!" Again the downwind leg was OK and we hit a good 180. And he rolled out again in the groove with the mirror right in the center of the windshield. We got one "lineup" call, then a very early waveoff. (I was later informed by our squadron LSO that on our first approach, for the first time in living memory, all hands abandoned the LSO cart during FCLPs.) The next pass we lined up kind of on center line (but definitely not on the mirror). We touched down long (he tried to pull back on the yoke, almost like he wanted to hover, but my hand was in the way) and the LSO said, "OK, 225, you're done." Oh, happy day! He made pleasant small talk as we taxied in and shut down. I told him I would take care of putting the aircraft to bed. He thanked me for the flight, and was gone. To the best of my knowledge he never again flew a stiff wing bird either at the field or the boat. And that was probably a Good Thing. Bill Kambic If, by any act, error, or omission, I have, intentionally or unintentionally, displayed any breedist, disciplinist, sexist, racist, culturalist, nationalist, regionalist, localist, ageist, lookist, ableist, sizeist, speciesist, intellectualist, socioeconomicist, ethnocentrist, phallocentrist, heteropatriarchalist, or other violation of the rules of political correctness, known or unknown, I am not sorry and I encourage you to get over it. "Gordon" wrote in message ... Here's 'nother CAG/Tomcat story -- during one of the "killer May" evolutions, we ran out of F-14s, literally. Ha! That Ubangi A-7 pilot that got to be "fighter pilot for a day" couldn't have been happier - the May inbound looked like all the previous ones, except it had an A-7 "fighter escort"! The Tomcat hung off to the side, as if it didn't want to be seen in the same formation ) The only up jet was the one CAG was flying as all the alerts kept going down on deck. Sooooo, we tanked him and kept him airborne...for 5 or 6 cycles as I recall (I remember passing him off to the oncoming E-2 as we RTB'd, sometimes it's good not to have IFR capability). I also recall he was kind of stiff when he finally landed and got out of the jet LOL My first encounter w/CAG came during my first underway period (workups) as a newly minted NFO (Ensign-type) standing my very first SDO watch underway. Our CO was standing in for CAG at 8 o'clock reports that night (cue the foreboding music). He had had a long night/day already and when he got back from his flight, headed for the rack, asking me to wake him about .5 prior to 8 o'clocks. "Sure skipper, no problem" 1805 and CAG office called "politely" asking (as only the 5MC would permit) (a) where is the CO for 8 o'clocks and (b) for my presence in CAG office, pronto. Stopped by, woke up CO enroute who rolled his eyes and said he'd meet me there (CAG Office). After cooling my heels for a few tension filled minutes, I was summoned in whereupon CAG thundered "Ensign, why wasn't your CO at 8 o'clocks and just what the h*ll were you thinking?" I looked him straight on and said (quite honestly, I might add...) "Jeez CAG, I thought 8 o'clocks went down at 8 o'clock....?" The choking sound I heard I later attributed to CAGOPS trying not to laugh out loud. CAG stopped, tried to say something and finally just threw me out of the office... Of course, our SWO made sure I got the requisite training all new SDOs should get, as well as ample opportunity to put said training to practice for the next week :/ Beats my first encounter with him. I was a pup, not old enough to drink/shave/vote/etc., and our first portcall was the Bahamas. Remember the Playboy Club? I ditched my E-1-to-E-3 friends and raced to that club's bar/casino and had myself an awful tasting tequila sunrise. While I was busy trying to not blow it out on the floor, the slightly surly gent beside me at the bar looked on as if I was going to be first to be voted off the island. No uniform, but I could tell by the way he growled that he was used to giving orders to 17 year olds... I found another seat and switched to Tres Generations (good call!), while he sat alone at the end of the bar with all his 'friends'. Back on the boat, I passed him one day and realized I had had a close brush with CAG. To show how much of a kid I was, I honestly thought CAG and the Air Boss were the same guy - and I was used to the Boss bellowing for me by then. "Plane Captain, Seven Four Seven, man your damned aiiiirrrrrrplane!" I used to hear that one in my sleep. - obviously. ) Will, have you ever written it all down? I bet you could put together something with a career like yours. If you need pix of Ike, let me know - I took hundreds on that cruise (already looked - I have a couple good shots of one of your birds on the cat at readiness, but unforch its a bit soft focused). v/r Gordon |
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"Bill Kambic" wrote in message ... A slightly different CAG story. One of the many crosses that a junior Stoof CAPC (Carrier Air Plane Commander) had to bear was riding "shotgun" with nuggets during FCLPs. One night I had just finished with nugget number 3 and thought I was done when the LSO directed me to taxi to the platform for one more. I thought that was unusual, as we generally switched seats on the squadron line. But I headed over and my nugget climbed out of the left seat and was I surprised when CAG 56 hisself climbed in! What's the protocol for that moment ? Do you shake his hand, do the equivalent of a slaute or what ? I can imagine that both pilots would be tense about screwing up in public. Cheers Dave Kearton |
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I was a VS-31 A/C flying AFs and S-2s.
"Gordon" wrote in message ... CAG Hal was running Ike's airwing during the 1980 "Good deal cruise" (93 days underway, 4 day break, 155 days underway). As CAGs like to do, the Captain flew everything on the boat, including a VA-65 A-6 that I am sure he wishes he didn't... On deck (I was a VS-31 Plane Captain), we looked aft whenever we heard someone on final - one day, I glanced up and an A-6 was just coming aboard. It was way off line to the right, to the point I ducked out of the way when he decided to wave off. BAP BAP BAP then a roar as the CAG went down the deck a few feet above it. Looking back down the deck, toward that weird BAP sound, I saw that he had knocked the nose cones off at least a couple Tomcats packed behind the island! One nosecone was on the deck, maybe more, and at least a couple others had been nicked. The VF squadrons politely swept up the mess and reassembled their abused F-14s (damage was minor on them), but the nosecones were accidentally/deliberated swapped - for the rest of the cruise, the paintjobs on our Dawgs and Ghostriders seemed to never match their noses again. Sure glad the only thing hurt that day was CAG's pride! v/r Gordon ====(A+C==== USN SAR Aircrew "Got anything on your radar, SENSO?" "Nothing but my forehead, sir." |
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"Dave Kearton" wrote in message
But I headed over and my nugget climbed out of the left seat and was I surprised when CAG 56 hisself climbed in! What's the protocol for that moment ? I said, "Good evening, CAG!" Do you shake his hand, do the equivalent of a slaute or what ? Formality in the cockpit of a Stoof would have been difficult!g I can imagine that both pilots would be tense about screwing up in public. Naw, I was just tired and ready to pack it in. Besides, he was supposed to fly, not me!g Bill Kambic If, by any act, error, or omission, I have, intentionally or unintentionally, displayed any breedist, disciplinist, sexist, racist, culturalist, nationalist, regionalist, localist, ageist, lookist, ableist, sizeist, speciesist, intellectualist, socioeconomicist, ethnocentrist, phallocentrist, heteropatriarchalist, or other violation of the rules of political correctness, known or unknown, I am not sorry and I encourage you to get over it. |
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US Navy nose cone colours?)
From: "Not Nice Anymore" Date: 12/3/2003 5:00 PM Pacific Standard Time Message-id: I was a VS-31 A/C flying AFs and S-2s. Always a pleasure to meet another Topcat! You operate Julie and Sniffer, that type of thing..? v/r Gordon |
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If I remember correctly on the '70 WP we had an A7 land on the Hanna,
thinking that it was the Kitty Hawk - talk about a pilot needing his eyes checked. That A7 was also full of corrosion that needed looked after. Woody Gordon wrote: Yeah, that day, but you forgot the wing sweep incident later on deployment that left the Dogs (I think) w/one less jet for flyoff... that was also his least Tomcat hop too IIRC. Dredging up some rather dormant brain cells here, but wasn't he responsible for the infamous "Lost Dawg"? I have photos of it somewhere, after the flight leader brought his element in to land on Ike (gee, I wonder why there is exhaust coming out of that carrier..?), realized his mistake and waved off, but didn't warn #2, who went on to trap on Connie. They kept the Tomcat for a short period, to facilitate a little "corrosion control" (a rather thorough job of graffiti application) before the 'Lost Dawg' and crew returned to Ike for their public embarrassment. Wasn't CAG the flight lead for that incident as well....? As far as flying with all the others, well, I think I remember him flying with us (Bluetails)-- once -- Your birds weren't sexy enough for him LOL. ) Nice to see you again, Will. v/r Gordon ====(A+C==== USN SAR Aircrew "Got anything on your radar, SENSO?" "Nothing but my forehead, sir." |
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If I remember correctly on the '70 WP we had an A7 land on the Hanna,
thinking that it was the Kitty Hawk - talk about a pilot needing his eyes checked. Only a difference of a 27 ton ship to an 81 ton ship. Easy mistake, right? cof |
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Yes, as well as the RADAR. Later on, JEZABEL (as well).
"Gordon" wrote in message ... US Navy nose cone colours?) From: "Not Nice Anymore" Date: 12/3/2003 5:00 PM Pacific Standard Time Message-id: I was a VS-31 A/C flying AFs and S-2s. Always a pleasure to meet another Topcat! You operate Julie and Sniffer, that type of thing..? v/r Gordon |
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"Gordon" wrote in message
Always a pleasure to meet another Topcat! You operate Julie and Sniffer, that type of thing..? Be careful with that Sniffer lest you make Julie mad!g Bill Kambic P.S. In my collection of misc. stuff in the garage I have an old picture of Julie Gibson, the girl who could make passive bouys go active!!!!!!!!!! If, by any act, error, or omission, I have, intentionally or unintentionally, displayed any breedist, disciplinist, sexist, racist, culturalist, nationalist, regionalist, localist, ageist, lookist, ableist, sizeist, speciesist, intellectualist, socioeconomicist, ethnocentrist, phallocentrist, heteropatriarchalist, or other violation of the rules of political correctness, known or unknown, I am not sorry and I encourage you to get over it. |
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