Above & Beyond: Mission Unaccomplished
Memorable flights, and other adventures.
- By William Campenni
- Air & Space magazine, May 2008
David Clark
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I also remembered my checkout training, just six months earlier, in which the instructor pointed out that the C-97 was a "good" ditching airplane, averaging 11 minutes of float time. That was marginally comforting. After a Pan Am Stratocruiser—the commercial version of the C-97—ditched at Ocean Station November in 1956, all passengers were rescued, but that was in daylight and on calm seas. Then I recalled the instructor also said a C-97 that had ditched off the Azores floated for 10 days until it was deliberately sunk as a hazard to shipping. It wasn't rocket science to compute that 10 days factored into that 11-minute average meant those other C-97s must have sunk like stones.
We rendezvoused with the Hercules about 500 miles out. At least now we would have company, and somebody would know where we went in. Then a weather update added a new issue. From the coast inland, the San Francisco Bay area had an 800-foot overcast, and the shortest path from the Farallon Islands—27 miles off the coast—to San Francisco would go right past the city's 900-feet-tall Twin Peaks, their tops penetrating the overcast, and we still weren't in a position to climb. We decided to head for the Golden Gate Bridge. We could see its lights under the coastal clouds, and could break it out on the radar. After that it was a right turn down the bay to San Francisco. Ditching now would be no harder than breaking out of Alcatraz.
After getting clearance from San Francisco tower for any approach, a look eastward across the bay revealed the lights of Travis Air Force Base in the clear, with an inviting straight-in approach to an 11,000-foot runway. We proceeded to Travis with a grateful wave-off to our new Coast Guard friends, and landed, on wheels and tires, nice and dry.
It took two days to replace the number-four engine and repair number two. Then we were ready to try again to make the run to Cam Rahn Bay with fresh cargo, this time with me in the left seat. As I pulled back on the yoke and lifted the nosewheel off, a loud bang and a huge flame erupted from the lower corner of the windscreen, followed by a dazzling electrical arc. We aborted the takeoff.
With the aircraft slowed and under control, we saw that the little phenolic block that was the plug for the window electrical heater had shorted out and melted. It also set on fire the nylon escape rope used to lower yourself out that window in case of fire. Back to the ramp for another repair.
Getting a new windscreen from home station would take days, so we asked a guy from the sheet metal shop if he could make a replacement for the melted plug. We gave him the glob and he looked at it with a somewhat puzzled expression, then said he'd give it a try.
The next morning the sheet metal guy drove up, jumped out of the truck, and proudly handed us the replacement, saying that he was up most of the night making it. It was a perfect copy—not of the original rectangular block, but of the melted blob we had given him. We called it a day and arranged for a new window from home station.
Having now used up most of the two weeks our citizen airmen had taken from their civilian jobs for this trip, we gave up and headed back home to Willow Grove the next day. Somewhere over one of those flat states in the middle of the country we ran into thunderstorms and got struck by lightning. By now such events were anticlimactic. All engines kept running, nothing was on fire, and a whole continent was beneath us. The yellow caution and warning lights blinked off. We yawned and continued home to Pennsylvania.
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Comments (9)
I read this article in the magazine, and just enjoyed it again online. Although I never flew the C-97 or KC-97, I had KC-135 colleagues who did, and I found it to be VERY entertaining. I was surprised that the author didn't mention the furious rate at which the '97 consumed oil in its engines, and how often the crews had to transfer oil from a storage tank to those engines. My former '97 buddies used to kid about how the KC-97 used as much oil, as it did gasoline. Anyway, thanks for a terrific story!!
Posted by Duke Woodhull on March 30,2008 | 03:13 PM
I was a crew member on a KC-97 during the Cold War and we left Alabama to refuel B-47 bombers over Europe on their return from the Russian border.
I was mainly a ground crewmember,but got to fly often because I had been a crewchief of two different C-119s in Ashia,Japan during the Korean war as well as French Indochina.
We dropped the 187th.in Korea where I met Gen.Westmoreland.
I came back from England in a C-124 that had an engine catch on fire which forced us to lay over in Bermuda.
I joined in 1951 and discharged in 1955.
We had one mishap on a KC-97 when the right landing gear
gave way after landing and almost stopped,other than that,I
found the KC-97 worthy aircraft to be in,although my C-119
was the only one to go beyond the time for engine change.
This entry was made on May 22,2008.
Posted by Regulo Vasquez on May 22,2008 | 10:05 PM
My father (William M. Johnson, Jr, then a Lt. but retired
as a Lt. Col) often flew the KC-97 that was mentioned as having ditched near the Azores and floated for ten days afterward.
But he wasn't flying it on THAT mission. He told me that the
Air Force had attempted to tow that plane back to land but
it started to come apart, and was then scuttled so as to
keep it from being a sea navigational hazard. If anyone
should ever visit that plane on the bottom of the ocean and
find a Heathkit hi-fi in the cargo hold, it belongs to my
father and I'd like it returned. :) But his souvenir
camel saddles were observed to be floating away from the
aircraft after it was scuttled.
Posted by Chris Johnson on January 15,2009 | 04:31 PM
Looking for the complete story of the Atlantic KC-97 ditching. We often emptied the 52 gal central oil tank.
Thanks, RT
Posted by Ron Thompson 97th ARs on January 24,2009 | 03:08 AM
As my father told the story, the cause of the ditching was multiple engine failures, one after the other, most probable cause being contaminated fuel. The ditching was uneventful
once you get past the fact that it was a ditching, and there were no injuries among the crew.
Posted by Chris Johnson on February 17,2009 | 02:36 PM
The 97 propeller had its own intergal hydraulic system and feathering pump which made engine oil pressure irelevant.
Posted by Paul Hunter on September 7,2009 | 08:46 AM
I have often wondered if others remembered the ditching of the KC-97 near the Azores..My father was also on that flight. I have a large scrapbook of the articles that were written about it from many newspapers..Fortunately all aboard were safe..alto there were some injuries..yes there are pictures of camel saddles floating about..I do have some incredible pictures ...the crew was picked up by a Norwegian tanker.
Posted by Shari Abraham Benoit on December 28,2009 | 04:48 PM
I was an aircraft mechanic on the B-377 Stratocruiser, the civilan version of the C-97. It used so much oil, the joke went, when the plane landed and the service truck came by they asked to check the gas and fill the oil.
Posted by Berge on August 29,2010 | 11:14 PM
I was a crew chief on a KC-97 at March AFB from 1958-1962. Just an added note to the oil consumption problems. As previously mentioned, there was a 52 gal tank below the flight engeneer's position and oil could be pumped to any of the 4 engines. When we flew from March AFB to Hawaii, Guam and Japan, we would strap a 55 gal barrel by the ladder and APU in the lower forward cabin. This gave us the ability to hand pump 55 gal of oil into the 52 gal tank as needed. And that's a lot of oil!
Ed Paxton-
Posted by Ed Paxton on December 9,2010 | 09:38 AM