rosiedoes: (Planes: Falling)
Awful news, today. One of the world's last remaining air-worthy B17 Flying Fortresses, The Liberty Belle, has 'crashed' outside of Aurora, near Chicago.



According to news sources, another aircraft informed the pilot that the Liberty Belle was on fire and they made an emergency crash-landing, after which much of the plane was destroyed. The seven people on board all escaped uninjured, thankfully.

Growing up, I spent several years as an Air Cadet - a member of 398 (Staines & Egham) Squadron - and at around that age I first saw the film 'Memphis Belle' (clips of the real Memphis Belle here), which was a heavily fictionalised version of a true story, about the crew of a B-17 Flying Fortress, which was the first to complete its minimum required missions during WWII.

From that point on, I was in love with B-17s. They were such enormous and hardy craft - cramped as buggery inside, and carrying a ten-man crew, but displaying incredible endurance, many returning from raids over Germany with damage which would be catastrophic for most other aircraft.

Famously, the 414th's 'All American' flew back from Germany with its rear-section almost completely severed, as in the picture below. It broke in two upon landing.



Other planes came back with quite literally no nose:



Many others made it home with their gigantic tails - a core factor in both flying and steering the plane - all but ripped to shreds. 'Hang the Expense Again III' (not sure what happened to I & II, but if I had to hazard a guess...) made it home like this, even after the explosion blasted out her tail-gunner, who miraculously survived.



Once, at RAF Sealand, during a summer camp in 1997, with the Air Training Corps, I was allowed to touch an altimeter from an unknown B-17 and it blew my mind.

There are very, very few airworthy Fortresses left in the world, and the Liberty Belle was one of the few (the Memphis Belle is currently being restored, in Ohio). She never saw active combat and was sold in 1947 for scrap, before being saved by Pratt & Whitney, which used her as a testing craft for their engines. In the late-70s she was damaged by a tornado, while located at an aeronautical museum, and her fuselage was broken. Afterward, she was used to educate and provide experiences of flight in a B-17, by the Liberty Foundation.

I genuinely cried, writing this and looking up photographs to show just how amazing these aircraft were. Many enthusiasts would tell you that these planes helped win the war because they brought the war to the enemy - even when they were suffering 80% losses.

It's a truly devastating thing to see, and I hope that the remaining Fortresses are maintained and looked after as lovingly as the Liberty Belle was before this accident.

Goodbye, old girl.

Um.

Saturday, 28 March 2009 04:20 pm
rosiedoes: (Planes: Falling)
Apparently, it's weird that I can identify aviation catastrophes through a two-second shot of the crash site, and can predict the cause of an incident through the introductory synopsis of what happened, on Air Crash Investigation.

:|

I don't think that's weird.

Julie thinks it's scary.

Jebus.

Saturday, 14 February 2009 05:10 pm
rosiedoes: (Planes: Falling)
In the space of about 4 days, there have been five aircraft involved in four crashes.

The two training craft in Wales.
The American communter jet.
The 'hard-landing' of the plane at London City.
The helicopter crash in Humberside.

WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON!?

Shit.

Wednesday, 11 February 2009 07:43 pm
rosiedoes: (Planes: Falling)
Two Air Training Corps cadets and their RAF trainers have been killed in a mid-air crash between two light aircraft near the south Wales coast.

They died near the seaside resort of Porthcawl just before 1100 GMT. The cadets were teenage girls, thought to be related.

The Grob planes were involved in 20-minute "air experience" flights from RAF St Athan, Vale of Glamorgan.

The wreckage was spread over about half a mile near a nature reserve.

Three separate inquiries are under way into the crash.

At least one of the twin-seater planes was on fire when emergency services reached the scene.

One eyewitness told the BBC she saw two planes hit each other, before she heard an explosion.

Group Captain Andrew Naismith describes the loss to the "RAF family" of the cadets and their tutors to Penny Roberts.

Reena Callingham told the BBC News website she was putting out her washing when she saw two planes flying close together.

"I just couldn't believe it. At first there wasn't an explosion straight away but then there was. They just went down," she said.

Police said wreckage was strewn across quite a wide area and officers were receiving reports from members of public coming across the debris.

:( )

I spent four years in the Air Cadets and went on countless flights like this. One yeah, in the summer of 1997, while on ATC camp in Cheshire, we were taken flying at (I think) RAF Woodvale. I refused to fly. I loved flying, but that day I refused to go up.

A week to the day later, after our Wing had handed over to the next group of cadets to camp there (who had the same schedule as us) one of the planes they were flying went down with an ATC instructor it in and he and the pilot died. I've googled the fuck out of it, but I can't find the original story. I just remember being really freaked out at the time.

It always bothers me when it's Air Cadets, because I spent so long doing that, and I know how exciting those days are for kids. The first time I went flying, the guy I was with took me cloudbusting - flying through thick cloud and doing aerobatics. It just... ugh. Those poor kids.

*shudders*

Wednesday, 14 January 2009 11:41 am
rosiedoes: (Planes: Falling)
I had a dream this morning, about planes falling out of the sky.

The weather was bad and they seemed to be trying to take off almost vertical to get above the clouds as quickly as possible, but they were stalling and falling back to Earth. Some were toppling over almost before they'd even left the runway. Some of them had just fallen back from point of take off and looked like beached whales scattered along the moor beside the airport.

There was so much going on, it was like the sky was on fire.

I think I was watching from close to Heathrow, I think - I recognised the terrain; a lot of the planes were falling on the moor where the 1972 crash happened - but there were other times where we were driving alongside the airport and that didn't look like a British road at all; it looked American and the cars on it were bigger and more American-looking. The obvious answer would be that my subconscious was basing it on O'Hare, but they couldn't have been more different.

The strangest part is that I woke up briefly, and then went back to sleep and dreamed I was telling Julie about the dream.

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Wednesday, 27 August 2008 10:19 pm
rosiedoes: (Planes: Falling)
So, I'm in Ireland, at Julie's house on REAL INTERNET.

This is a great event. Sadly, there's no way I can catch up on all the LJ in the last two weeks, and I'm only here until 7am Friday morning, at which point we drive back to (internetless) Brighton, via the ferry.

I'm glad we're going on the ferry because TODAY OUR PLANE NEARLY CRASHED AND KILLED EVERYONE.

O_O

For serious.

We were coming in to Cork when I noticed we were very low - and very fast. Like, barely above the trees low. We hit the runway with a real jolt, and then the damn thing seemed to actually speed up for a second, and then the breaks were applied with everything they had, airbrakes and ailerons flapping like paper and we basically skidded to a stop - after what felt like forever.

When they then turned us around to taxi back to the gate, we saw that we were no more than 300 FEET from the very end of the runway. After which there was grass and trees.

All week we've been watching the news and joking that everything going was telling us not to fly today (two major crashes and an emergency landing on the very airline we were travelling?!) so this was all a bit, "CHRIST ON A BIKE!!!!!1!!"

I'm not so sure I'd fly Ryanair again.

But I'm alive, for now. Watch out for the ferry disaster between Rosslare and Fishguard, Friday morning...

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Thursday, 17 January 2008 08:00 pm
rosiedoes: (Planes: Falling)
Today, a plane crash-landed at Heathrow.

A few days ago, I made this post about dreaming of a plane crash-landing. Mine exploded, luckily, the one at Heathrow didn't.

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Monday, 14 January 2008 09:29 am
rosiedoes: (Mood: News)
I dreamed I was in a plane crash, last night.

We came down in a
city, over scaffolding; in my head it was Vancouver, but I don't think
that's where it really was. The wings were torn off on buildings and we
skidded along the road; we had a few seconds to bail out.

As we
were running away the whole thing exploded.

Afterward, we were
taken somewhere by the plane company, on a kind of monorail.

They
wouldn't let us in.

Fuckfuckfuck.

Friday, 9 February 2007 06:00 pm
rosiedoes: (Planes: Falling)
I don't want to be a scaremonger but I swear I have just seen a plane in trouble.

It was really low over the streets where I live, being buffetted by turbulence really badly and then it banked hard to the left and sank into a cloud over Crouch End.

If I'm right, and it was in trouble (and I've never seen a plane fly like that since I watched fourteen year olds in Bulldogs, out at Benson), it may have been aiming for Hampstead Heath.

I feel really fucking shaken, right now.

Morbid geekery.

Wednesday, 30 August 2006 05:38 pm
rosiedoes: (Planes: Falling)
In 1972, in an area of common land, outside Staines, where I grew up, there was an air crash. For 16 years - until Lockerbie - it was the worst air disaster in British history.

As a child, my mother used to take us fishing for minnow in the river along one side of the field.

One day, while we were there with Sandra, my mother's friend, and her kids, they told us what had happened and how a nurse living adjacent to the field had vaulted a six-foot fence to get to the 118 victims and (unsuccessfully) try to save some of them. Everyone on board died, even the man taken to the hospital I was born in for treatment.

I don't know why I'm thinking about this now... but there you go.

Growing up next to Heathrow Airport, kids. You'll fall in love with planes but despise airports and flight paths, and you might just develop a morbid fascination with the things falling out of the sky.

Like the De Havilland Comet. Because naming a plane that wasn't just asking for trouble, was it?


Edit:

From the BBC's 'I was there' section of the 'On This Day' facility:

There but for the grace of God go I - I was booked to take this flight two days later. I remember the accident well and still, after 32 years, have my ticket for the Sunday flight. A very sad day for the families involved and so lucky that the flight did not land on Staines.
Tony FitzGerald, New Zealand

-- the sincere words of a man who has clearly never been to Staines.

English, what?

Tuesday, 1 August 2006 10:21 pm
rosiedoes: (Mood: Heritage)
Videoing spectator watching a pilot eject from a Harrier before it crashes into the sea:

"Oh dear."

I love being English.

World of Stupid

Saturday, 19 November 2005 11:46 am
rosiedoes: (Planes: Falling)
Duxford commentator, talking about the Diamond Nine biplane formation squad, live:

"There aren't too many civilian nine-person formations left. In fact, possibly none at all."

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