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PostPosted: Fri Jan 01, 2010 11:55 am    Post subject: low pass enroute to Mildenhall Reply with quote

Happy New Year, everybody...following a bit off topic, but perhaps of
interest:

by Brian Shul, Retired SR-71 Pilot via Plane and Pilot Magazine

As a former SR-71 pilot, and a professional keynote speaker, the
question I'm most often asked is "How fast would that SR-71 fly?" I
can
be assured of hearing that question several times at any event I
attend. It's an interesting question, given the aircraft's
proclivity
for speed, but there really isn't one number to give, as the jet
would
always give you a little more speed if you wanted it to. It was
common
to see 35 miles a minute. Because we flew a programmed Mach number
on
most missions, and never wanted to harm the plane in any way, we
never
let it run out to any limits of temperature or speed. Thus, each
SR-71
pilot had his own individual ?high? speed that he saw at some point
on
some mission. I saw mine over Libya when Khadafy fired two
missiles my
way, and max power was in order. Let?s just say that the plane truly
loved speed and effortlessly took us to Mach numbers we hadn?t
previously seen.

So it was with great surprise, when at the end of one of my
presentations, someone asked, ?what was the slowest you ever flew the
Blackbird?? This was a first. After giving it some thought, I was
reminded of a story that I had never shared before, and relayed the
following.

I was flying the SR-71 out of RAF Mildenhall, England, with my
back-seater, Walt Watson; we were returning from a mission over
Europe and the Iron Curtain when we received a radio transmission
from home base. As we scooted across Denmark in three minutes, we
learned that a small RAF base in the English countryside had
requested an SR-71 fly-past. The air cadet commander there was a
former Blackbird pilot, and thought it would be a motivating moment
for the young lads to see the mighty SR-71 perform a low approach.
No problem, we were happy to do it. After a quick aerial refueling
over the North Sea, we proceeded to find the small airfield.

Walter had a myriad of sophisticated navigation equipment in the
back seat, and began to vector me toward the field. Descending to
subsonic speeds, we found ourselves over a densely wooded area in a
slight haze. Like most former WWII British airfields, the one we
were looking for had a small tower and little surrounding
infrastructure. Walter told me we were close and that I should be
able to see the field, but I saw nothing.

Nothing but trees as far as I could see in the haze. We got a
little lower, and I pulled the throttles back from 325 knots we were
at. With the gear up, anything under 275 was just uncomfortable.
Walt said we were practically over the field?yet; there was nothing
in my windscreen. I banked the jet and started a gentle circling
maneuver in hopes of picking up anything that looked like a field.
Meanwhile, below, the cadet commander had taken the cadets up on
the catwalk of the tower in order to get a prime view of the
fly-past. It was a quiet, still day with no wind and partial gray
overcast.

Walter continued to give me indications that the field should be
below us but in the overcast and haze, I couldn't see it. The
longer we continued to peer out the window and circle, the slower we
got. With our power back, the awaiting cadets heard nothing. I
must have had good instructors in my flying career, as something told
me I better cross-check the gauges. As I noticed the airspeed
indicator slide below 160 knots, my heart stopped and my
adrenalin-filled left hand pushed two throttles full forward. At
this point we weren't really flying, but were falling in a slight
bank. Just at the moment that both afterburners lit with a
thunderous roar of flame (and what a joyous feeling that was) the
aircraft fell into full view of the shocked observers on the tower.
Shattering the still quiet of that morning, they now had 107 feet
of fire-breathing titanium in their face as the plane leveled and
accelerated, in full burner, on the tower side of the infield, closer
than expected, maintaining what could only be described as some sort
of ultimate knife-edge pass.

Quickly reaching the field boundary, we proceeded back to Mildenhall
without incident. We didn't say a word for those next 14 minutes.

After landing, our commander greeted us, and we were both certain he
was reaching for our wings. Instead, he heartily shook our hands
and said the commander had told him it was the greatest SR-71
fly-past he had ever seen, especially how we had surprised them
with such a precise maneuver that could only be described as
breathtaking. He said that some of the cadet?s hats were blown off
and the sight of the plan form of the plane in full afterburner
dropping right in front of them was unbelievable. Walt and I both
understood the concept of ?breathtaking? very well that morning,
and sheepishly replied that they were just excited to see our low
approach.

As we retired to the equipment room to change from space suits to
flight suits, we just sat there-we hadn't spoken a word since ?the
pass.? Finally, Walter looked at me and said, ?One hundred
fifty-six knots.

What did you see?? Trying to find my voice, I stammered, ?One
hundred
fifty-two.? We sat in silence for a moment. Then Walt said, ?Don?t
ever do that to me again!? And I never did.

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PostPosted: Fri Jan 01, 2010 1:54 pm    Post subject: low pass enroute to Mildenhall Reply with quote

Fred
that was nice, thanks and happy new year!
Graham

Fred Klein wrote:
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Happy New Year, everybody...following a bit off topic, but perhaps of
interest:

by Brian Shul, Retired SR-71 Pilot via Plane and Pilot Magazine

As a former SR-71 pilot, and a professional keynote speaker, the
question I'm most often asked is "How fast would that SR-71 fly?"


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PostPosted: Fri Jan 01, 2010 2:04 pm    Post subject: low pass enroute to Mildenhall Reply with quote

Fred,

Thanks for sharing this.  I went to a lecture by one of the SR71 pilots as KOSH last year and he he gave a fascinating insight to the mission preparation process.

Paul

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PostPosted: Fri Jan 01, 2010 2:56 pm    Post subject: low pass enroute to Mildenhall Reply with quote

Thanks Fred,
That was excellent, I'll be forwarding this on to my
aviation buddies.
Have a great new year
Thanks Danny G-ceri

Fred Klein wrote:
Quote:


Happy New Year, everybody...following a bit off topic, but perhaps of
interest:

by Brian Shul, Retired SR-71 Pilot via Plane and Pilot Magazine

As a former SR-71 pilot, and a professional keynote speaker, the
question I'm most often asked is "How fast would that SR-71 fly?" I
can
be assured of hearing that question several times at any event I
attend. It's an interesting question, given the aircraft's proclivity
for speed, but there really isn't one number to give, as the jet would
always give you a little more speed if you wanted it to. It was
common
to see 35 miles a minute. Because we flew a programmed Mach number on
most missions, and never wanted to harm the plane in any way, we never
let it run out to any limits of temperature or speed. Thus, each
SR-71
pilot had his own individual ?high? speed that he saw at some point on
some mission. I saw mine over Libya when Khadafy fired two
missiles my
way, and max power was in order. Let?s just say that the plane truly
loved speed and effortlessly took us to Mach numbers we hadn?t
previously seen.

So it was with great surprise, when at the end of one of my
presentations, someone asked, ?what was the slowest you ever flew the
Blackbird?? This was a first. After giving it some thought, I was
reminded of a story that I had never shared before, and relayed the
following.

I was flying the SR-71 out of RAF Mildenhall, England, with my
back-seater, Walt Watson; we were returning from a mission over
Europe and the Iron Curtain when we received a radio transmission
from home base. As we scooted across Denmark in three minutes, we
learned that a small RAF base in the English countryside had
requested an SR-71 fly-past. The air cadet commander there was a
former Blackbird pilot, and thought it would be a motivating moment
for the young lads to see the mighty SR-71 perform a low approach.
No problem, we were happy to do it. After a quick aerial refueling
over the North Sea, we proceeded to find the small airfield.

Walter had a myriad of sophisticated navigation equipment in the
back seat, and began to vector me toward the field. Descending to
subsonic speeds, we found ourselves over a densely wooded area in a
slight haze. Like most former WWII British airfields, the one we
were looking for had a small tower and little surrounding
infrastructure. Walter told me we were close and that I should be
able to see the field, but I saw nothing.

Nothing but trees as far as I could see in the haze. We got a
little lower, and I pulled the throttles back from 325 knots we were
at. With the gear up, anything under 275 was just uncomfortable.
Walt said we were practically over the field?yet; there was nothing
in my windscreen. I banked the jet and started a gentle circling
maneuver in hopes of picking up anything that looked like a field.
Meanwhile, below, the cadet commander had taken the cadets up on
the catwalk of the tower in order to get a prime view of the
fly-past. It was a quiet, still day with no wind and partial gray
overcast.

Walter continued to give me indications that the field should be
below us but in the overcast and haze, I couldn't see it. The
longer we continued to peer out the window and circle, the slower we
got. With our power back, the awaiting cadets heard nothing. I
must have had good instructors in my flying career, as something told
me I better cross-check the gauges. As I noticed the airspeed
indicator slide below 160 knots, my heart stopped and my
adrenalin-filled left hand pushed two throttles full forward. At
this point we weren't really flying, but were falling in a slight
bank. Just at the moment that both afterburners lit with a
thunderous roar of flame (and what a joyous feeling that was) the
aircraft fell into full view of the shocked observers on the tower.
Shattering the still quiet of that morning, they now had 107 feet
of fire-breathing titanium in their face as the plane leveled and
accelerated, in full burner, on the tower side of the infield, closer
than expected, maintaining what could only be described as some sort
of ultimate knife-edge pass.

Quickly reaching the field boundary, we proceeded back to Mildenhall
without incident. We didn't say a word for those next 14 minutes.

After landing, our commander greeted us, and we were both certain he
was reaching for our wings. Instead, he heartily shook our hands
and said the commander had told him it was the greatest SR-71
fly-past he had ever seen, especially how we had surprised them
with such a precise maneuver that could only be described as
breathtaking. He said that some of the cadet?s hats were blown off
and the sight of the plan form of the plane in full afterburner
dropping right in front of them was unbelievable. Walt and I both
understood the concept of ?breathtaking? very well that morning,
and sheepishly replied that they were just excited to see our low
approach.

As we retired to the equipment room to change from space suits to
flight suits, we just sat there-we hadn't spoken a word since ?the
pass.? Finally, Walter looked at me and said, ?One hundred
fifty-six knots.

What did you see?? Trying to find my voice, I stammered, ?One hundred
fifty-two.? We sat in silence for a moment. Then Walt said, ?Don?t
ever do that to me again!? And I never did.

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