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British Airways Boeing 747 Hits a Record 825 MPH During NYC-London Trip
The Drive ^ | 9 Feb 2020 | CALEB JACOBS

Posted on 02/09/2020 3:27:05 PM PST by DUMBGRUNT

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To: yarddog
The Ultimate Ground Speed Check - Tales from the Blackbird

There were a lot of things we couldn't do in an SR-71, but we were the fastest guys on the block and loved reminding our fellow aviators of this fact.

People often asked us if, because of this fact, it was fun to fly the jet.

Fun would not be the first word I would use to describe flying this plane. Intense, maybe. Even cerebral. But there was one day in our Sled experience when we would have to say that it was pure fun to be the fastest guys out there, at least for a moment.

It occurred when Walt and I were flying our final training sortie. We needed 100 hours in the jet to complete our training and attain Mission Ready status.

Somewhere over Colorado we had passed the century mark. We had made the turn in Arizona and the jet was performing flawlessly. My gauges were wired in the front seat and we were starting to feel pretty good about ourselves, not only because we would soon be flying real missions but because we had gained a great deal of confidence in the plane in the past ten months.

Ripping across the barren deserts 80,000 feet below us, I could already see the coast of California from the Arizona border. I was, finally, after many humbling months of simulators and study, ahead of the jet.

I was beginning to feel a bit sorry for Walter in the back seat. There he was, with no really good view of the incredible sights before us, tasked with monitoring four different radios. This was good practice for him for when we began flying real missions, when a priority transmission from headquarters could be vital.

It had been difficult, too, for me to relinquish control of the radios, as during my entire flying career I had controlled my own transmissions. But it was part of the division of duties in this plane and I had adjusted to it. I still insisted on talking on the radio while we were on the ground, however.

Walt was so good at many things, but he couldn't match my expertise at sounding smooth on the radios, a skill that had been honed sharply with years in fighter squadrons where the slightest radio miscue was grounds for beheading. He understood that and allowed me that luxury.

Just to get a sense of what Walt had to contend with, I pulled the radio toggle switches and monitored the frequencies along with him. The predominant radio chatter was from Los Angeles Center, far below us, controlling daily traffic in their sector.

While they had us on their scope (albeit briefly), we were in uncontrolled airspace and normally would not talk to them unless we needed to descend into their airspace.

We listened as the shaky voice of a lone Cessna pilot asked Center for a readout of his ground speed. Center replied: "November Charlie 175, I'm showing you at ninety knots on the ground."

Now the thing to understand about Center controllers, was that whether they were talking to a rookie pilot in a Cessna, or to Air Force One, they always spoke in the exact same, calm, deep, professional, tone that made one feel important. I referred to it as the " Houston Center voice."

I have always felt that after years of seeing documentaries on this country's space program and listening to the calm and distinct voice of the Houston controllers, that all other controllers since then wanted to sound like that, and that they basically did. And it didn't matter what sector of the country we would be flying in, it always seemed like the same guy was talking. Over the years that tone of voice had become somewhat of a comforting sound to pilots everywhere.

Conversely, over the years, pilots always wanted to ensure that, when transmitting, they sounded like Chuck Yeager, or at least like John Wayne. Better to die than sound bad on the radios.

Just moments after the Cessna's inquiry, a Twin Beech piped up on frequency, in a rather superior tone, asking for his ground speed. "I have you at one hundred and twenty-five knots of ground speed."

Boy, I thought, the Beechcraft really must think he is dazzling his Cessna brethren.

Then out of the blue, a navy F-18 pilot out of NAS Lemoore came up on frequency. You knew right away it was a Navy jock because he sounded very cool on the radios. "Center, Dusty 52 ground speed check".

Before Center could reply, I'm thinking to myself, hey, Dusty 52 has a ground speed indicator in that million-dollar cockpit, so why is he asking Center for a readout? Then I got it, ol' Dusty here is making sure that every bug smasher from Mount Whitney to the Mojave knows what true speed is.

He's the fastest dude in the valley today, and he just wants everyone to know how much fun he is having in his new Hornet.

And the reply, always with that same, calm, voice, with more distinct alliteration than emotion: "Dusty 52, Center, we have you at 620 on the ground."

And I thought to myself, is this a ripe situation, or what?

As my hand instinctively reached for the mic button, I had to remind myself that Walt was in control of the radios.

Still, I thought, it must be done - in mere seconds we'll be out of the sector and the opportunity will be lost.

That Hornet must die, and die now.

I thought about all of our Sim training and how important it was that we developed well as a crew and knew that to jump in on the radios now would destroy the integrity of all that we had worked toward becoming. I was torn.

Somewhere, 13 miles above Arizona, there was a pilot screaming inside his space helmet. Then, I heard it. The click of the mic button from the back seat. That was the very moment that I knew Walter and I had become a crew.

Very professionally, and with no emotion, Walter spoke: "Los Angeles Center, Aspen 20, can you give us a ground speed check?" There was no hesitation, and the replay came as if was an everyday request.

"Aspen 20, I show you at one thousand eight hundred and forty-two knots, across the ground."

I think it was the forty-two knots that I liked the best, so accurate and proud was Center to deliver that information without hesitation, and you just knew he was smiling. But the precise point at which I knew that Walt and I were going to be really good friends for a long time was when he keyed the mic once again to say, in his most fighter-pilot-like voice: "Ah, Center, much thanks, we're showing closer to nineteen hundred on the money."

For a moment Walter was a god. And we finally heard a little crack in the armor of the Houston Center voice, when L.A.came back with, "Roger that Aspen, Your equipment is probably more accurate than ours. You boys have a good one."

It all had lasted for just moments, but in that short, memorable sprint across the southwest, the Navy had been flamed, all mortal airplanes on freq were forced to bow before the King of Speed, and more importantly, Walter and I had crossed the threshold of being a crew. A fine day's work. We never heard another transmission on that frequency all the way to the coast.

For just one day, it truly was fun being the fastest guys out there.
61 posted on 02/09/2020 5:08:08 PM PST by justme4now (Falsehood flies, and the Truth comes limping after it)
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To: blueunicorn6

Had a copy of that album. Wish I still did.


62 posted on 02/09/2020 5:12:07 PM PST by upchuck (Mayor Pete is not running to win. He's running to mainstream homosexuality. ~ Cowboy Bob)
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To: DUMBGRUNT

Back in 1977, I was on an American Airlines flight from Los Angeles to Washington Dulles. It was a DC10 and we had a huge tailwind. Our flight was 2 hours and 40 minutes. Our ground speed was over 850 mph as we had to slow down for approach and landing. On the negative side, I was on the return flight and the same winds were there, so our trip back was over 6 hours.


63 posted on 02/09/2020 5:12:16 PM PST by BulletBobCo
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To: DUMBGRUNT

I wonder how long it took to go from London to New York? 15 hours?


64 posted on 02/09/2020 5:17:08 PM PST by libertylover (Democrats hated Lincoln too.)
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To: Redcitizen

I rode on a 747 from New York to Dallas when American Airlines had the piano bar in the rear lounge. God, it was fun! 1973, I think.


65 posted on 02/09/2020 5:20:27 PM PST by Loud Mime ("Now, go and do your duty before darkness covers the earth." Michael Uhlmann (1939 - 2019))
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To: justme4now

I knew an old AF bomber pilot who flew from WWII well into the 80s. In the 50s they flew out of Alaska into radio active clouds in order to collect samples from Russian nuclear tests.

He said that once when they were over the North Pole, he heard the Indianapolis tower crystal clear. He radioed them to see if they heard him. They replied and asked his location. He came back and said “Zero degrees North”.

He eventually died from leukemia caused by radiation.


66 posted on 02/09/2020 5:22:37 PM PST by yarddog ( For I am persuaded.)
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To: BulletBobCo

Took a flight from Bozeman, MT to Atlanta one time in July of 2008. Arthur Blank was the first passenger off from the previous Atlanta to Bozeman flight that just came in. Got to meet him. Our flight home was less than 3 hours due to the tailwind. It was amazing.


67 posted on 02/09/2020 5:23:29 PM PST by Mpatl
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To: yarddog
Flying the Atlantic several times, tailwinds of 100+ mph are routine. The airlines can only take advantage of so much though because of congested landing schedules at international airports.
68 posted on 02/09/2020 5:32:43 PM PST by hinckley buzzard (Power is more often surrendered than seized.)
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To: DUMBGRUNT

They should have shut the engines off to save gas. That would have made that flight very profitable!


69 posted on 02/09/2020 5:35:55 PM PST by Karl Spooner
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To: HamiltonJay

Three jets made record time, today.

The storm in Europe pretty much pulled them in.


70 posted on 02/09/2020 5:43:35 PM PST by Jane Long (Praise God, from whom ALL blessings flow.cuase)
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To: pelican001

No, I meant islands flying by or other aircraft, that type of thing to give a sense of the speed.


71 posted on 02/09/2020 5:46:01 PM PST by CodeToad (Arm Up! They Have!)
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To: FtrPilot

I was asking not of the instruments but of the sense of the speed.

I am private pilot and love the fact that I get to fly the airplane and not just punch a few buttons and wait my turn to punch a few more.


72 posted on 02/09/2020 5:47:20 PM PST by CodeToad (Arm Up! They Have!)
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To: SamAdams76

They signed up with a timeshare company and accepted the free transport to get to the pitch meeting. :P


73 posted on 02/09/2020 5:56:11 PM PST by Spktyr (Overwhelmingly superior firepower and the willingness to use it is the only proven peace solution.)
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To: VeniVidiVici

The way I first saw it, the punchline was “Yes, twice in 1944, but it was dark - and I didn’t land.”


75 posted on 02/09/2020 5:59:10 PM PST by Spktyr (Overwhelmingly superior firepower and the willingness to use it is the only proven peace solution.)
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To: neodad

“Speedbird indeed!”

but pronounced ‘Speedbud’ usually.


76 posted on 02/09/2020 6:01:16 PM PST by A strike ( Ecclesiastes 10:2)
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To: SamAdams76
Or if they waited at additional 300 years...


77 posted on 02/09/2020 6:03:40 PM PST by Telepathic Intruder
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To: yarddog

“Zero degrees North”.

OK, but should have been “90 North”


78 posted on 02/09/2020 6:23:02 PM PST by A strike ( Ecclesiastes 10:2)
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To: DUMBGRUNT

I had a groundspeed of 187 knots coming home from Toronto once in a PA-28. (Typical airpeed is between 110-120 knots.)

ML/NJ


79 posted on 02/09/2020 6:35:32 PM PST by ml/nj
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To: A strike

Thanks I should have remembered correctly.


80 posted on 02/09/2020 6:37:58 PM PST by yarddog ( For I am persuaded.)
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