Had to shut down an engine about 200 miles out over the Atlantic at night because of a fire warning. We immediately did a 180 and were losing altitude. The other three got us back to Langley where we learned the problem was a defective fire warning system. But we had emptied two bottles of extinguisher into that engine, so it wasn't going to run again for a while.
In SE Asia we would get a Fire Warning from time to time in the UH-1s. Normally it was a false alarm caused by the heat from that tropical paradise. We were so jaded that every time we would get a Fire Alarm we'd have the CE lean out and check to see if we were burning.
Had to shut down an engine about 200 miles out over the Atlantic at night because of a fire warning. We immediately did a 180 and were losing altitude. The other three got us back to Langley where we learned the problem was a defective fire warning system. But we had emptied two bottles of extinguisher into that engine, so it wasn't going to run again for a while.
I'm pretty sure Steph is referring to her engine out landing at Kingston/Ulster (20N), a nasty little field for that type of activity. She described it on Avsig at the time, and I shake my head whenever I fly over that field.
First time I ever went into Wake was when I was flying as CP on a VC-54D (one of the VIP bitds we had at Offutt AFB at Omaha), been try'n to recall if that was where that shipwreckage was just off-shore?
Gilmore, duz that altitude make you feel better? All I ever worried 'bout was the last 50 feet or so.
best, randy
Sorry for the tardy reply - I haven't been here much lately.
I used to cross the Big Pond at 9000 eastbound and 10,000 going west, until a guy in a Cessna lost his engine mid-lake and went in about four miles offshore from Ludington. Pilot lived, three pax perished. So I started adding altitude.
Depending on wind, I figured there was probably 10 minutes or so when I could not make shore if the engine quit. To answer Scott, going around really did add a lot of time, and I had a well-maintained, relatively fast Bonanza, and carried a raft and wore a flotation device. Yes, I know that survival was questionable. I once asked a Coast Guard pilot how long it would take from Traverse City to look for me in the middle of the lake, and I didn't like the answer.
Now that I am older, I find I have a lot more time to go places. Mostly now I take the Badger car ferry or drive around.
On one of the trips we also stopped at Kwaj. Never been to Wake. I did Kadena, Anderson and Subic also. All in the mighty B707-323C, one of my favorite airplanes.
Chuckle, chuckle, sounds like one of those MAC/MATS jet powered contractors. All we had in the MN ANG were those ex-Travis AFB (Pacific Division) C-97A's, sure concur with the comment - lotta water out there crossing the oceans. Still recall the comment/story about Wake Island and the shark "Mag Check Charlie". He'd lie in the water off the end of the ruway there and listen for a rough engine and then, if he heard a questionable one, quick swim around to the water off the departure end of the runway and wait for the ditching!
I did the KSSU-PHIK trip once in the DC8. From HIK, we did a few trips to Kwaj and Wake before returning. Lots of ocean out there...
On one of the trips we also stopped at Kwaj. Never been to Wake. I did Kadena, Anderson and Subic also. All in the mighty B707-323C, one of my favorite airplanes.
My only engine shutdown was over water--the Indian Ocean, at about 3am.
We bumped the power up a little on the other three engines (DC8-72) and, four hours later, arrived Singapore on-time, and under burn!
Turned out it was just a bad pressure sender; nothing wrong with the engine. The mechanic deferred it and the airplane, and new crew, continued on to Tokyo (Yokota AFB) while we enjoyed our Singapore layover.
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