





In 1973 for the first time I stood on the ramp in Harlingen, Texas and watch a P-51 Mustang sputter, then growl to life. A crowd of us watched as it taxied out to the runway. A few minutes later she started to move, faster as she came up on her main gear, and then sprang into the air at a speed and angles I found shocking based on my light plane experience. A second later I recovered my voice and was commenting that the numbers in the books didn't do this justice when an F8F Bearcat caught and pasted the Mustang like it was dragging a plow.

I knew then that the hours of research, and hundreds of pages I had read were baseless without this experience to put them into perspective.


Art, Millie G was at Easterwood Th and Fr. Shot video of her cranking and then of her taking off. I never get tired of seeing or hearing them. Last night when Galloping Ghost went down, a very dear friend was out on the ramp watching. He is out there as crew chief for another race team. He called to let me know he was alright and they had tracked down all the members of the team. He was already showing signs of survivor-ship.
ReplyDeleteDid time with the CenTex Wing of the CAF back when Dad was in it and got to be around and work on and ride in a number of the birds and as an adult, got to sit out beyond the flight line as part of the crash crew during airshow.
Always sad at loss of life and birds. But as you say, they have to fly, if you don't understand, you never will.
This post touched me deeply. I remembered the airshow we attended and agree, there's nothing like seeing them in action.
ReplyDeleteGood stuff, Art. Keep it up.
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ReplyDeleteI found few things in life as beautiful, elegant, or exciting as a P-51 in flight. It was the best of its time.
Greetings from Falls County,
ReplyDeleteThank you for the post of the P-51 taking flight txgungeek, and the link and kind words. I have tried to leave something on your site, but I am not able to post comments there at the moment. No doubt it is something I am doing, or not doing. I will get it worked out.
Thanks again