CHAPTER 12 Operation candy snatch
Jan 28 1983
The last several days have been tuff,Charlie has been trying hard to get permission for us to fly out of swanhill.Apparently some locals complained about our ultralights flying in and we have been told we can not fly out untill permission is granted.Charlie blames Tommy for our predicament believing if Tommy had not perched himself on the wire we might not have the head ache we now find ourselves with.
Charlie called today to suggest we sneak in to swanhill during the night and fly out just on light as permission is proving difficult and times a wastin
Charlie called it "Operation candy snatch".
He's a funny bugger old Charlie and sometimes still lives in his old war days..
Not sure if there will be any security but im a little weary at this stage.
Ill try to get some sleep before we head out on our mission.
Jan 19 1983
Charlie ,Brian and I pulled up outside swanhill airfield at 3:30am this morning, there was a stiff breeze and the night was dark as we began our mission .creeping across the grounds with excitement and nerves Charlie whispered "boggie 11 o'clock,keep low boys".
His boggie was a light left on in the clubroom.!!!
We located our planes (or our target as Charlie put it) and got stuck into refuelling,untying,preflight checks etc....At one stage a car drove past the airfield and we hit the deck at Charlie's command.watching it drive off into the distance we began to chuckle at our military style operation..
By 4:30am we were all ready to go but the wind had picked up and was blowing s/e at 14knts,We could also make out the overcast sky.
Brian had now left us and we were both strapped in and waiting for first light which was only 15 minutes away.
At approximately 4:40am we noted a vehicle enter the airfield,and pull up at the club rooms , 3 persons then entered the buildings and lights were turned on illuminating the majority of the parking area,I radioed Charlie what he wanted to do?"How ya feelin Jackie boy? wanna do this now?"It was still to dark to make out my gauges but Charlie felt it was now or never.
Almost simultaneously we started our birds and began rolling as our engines warmed up along the taxi way.I kept one eye on the clubrooms and noticed some commotion And radioed Charlie.Within seconds We could see the vehicles headlights go on and point in our direction."Shit!!! Now Jacki ,, now, Lets go now!!! follow me boy were gong for it."
We were still on the Taxi way when Charlie decided we should go for it.
I watched him gun it and take off from the taxiway And I was slightly shocked by this ,I was still moving slow When the vehicle regained my attention as it was speeding toward me from the front to block the runway and taxiway end. I approached he vehicle and could see 3 guys waiving franticly at me . I tried to turn around the vehicle but one guy grabbed my wing tip making me swing violently toward there vehicle.I open my door yelling " WTF you could have killed me "
after a short exchange of words I agreed to taxi back to the parking area, I started to make a 180 as they moved along side me in their van and with a burst of power I whipped my little tail dragger back around and pointed her roughly down the strip and opened her up ,"adios amigos" I yelled as I yanked her back and leapt into the air. The wind was strong and I instantly engaged into battle for some sort of controlled flight. Once I gained some hight my instruments became readable in the dim light and to my surprise I was still climbing with ASI at 35kts and already at hight of 900ft.I radioed Charlie as I descended and we were soon reunited and heading for Sea lake.Charlie Radioed we were only moving at 20+ kts over the ground .With my box fuselarge I was flying with a yaw angle of at least 30 degrees and this felt unusual and uncomfortable for me ,also the turbulence was making it worse.
As the light appeared our ground speed became very noticeable as we found our selves in almost a hover apart from being thrown around a bit.
After what felt like hours we arrived over the sea lake which was a large salt flat.Charlie flew down low to locate Brian on the ground and was soon radioing were to land.I watched Charlie in what looked like a hover landing and I was soon on approach.As I dropped to 100 ft the turbulence began really throwing me around.I fought for control as I approached slowly into the wind.I came down with little forward speed yet I was holding 3/4 throttle at 50kts ASI.I lowered her down and was relieved when ground effect smoothed out the ride.A gentle touch down was achieved with very little to no roll out,Almost helicopter like. Now the real battle began As we attempted to tie our babies down whilst the wind had other ideas.After some struggling we were tied down amongst the trees and had set up camp for the night.We hid out for the day here at sea lake and will fly out again tomorrow if the weather permits.
Was great to here Old Charlie had the presents of mind to film the mission as I had not even given it a thought.
ahh What a day!!!
must be beer o' clock by now?