Not exactly a 'go klunk' story, but MikeMV started the Vietnam story stuff...
Flying a "Firefly" Huey on the perimeter one quiet night in 1969. All the good bad guys were dead after Tet '68, or most of them, anyhow. Quiet now.
(A Firefly has a "Bug light", 7 big fixed wing landing lights on stalk in the cabin, pointed out the open side door. Gunner sighting generally out that way. In case. Guys in back operate the light, direct it around, turn on and off, and even focus it somewhat. I like it because it spills a lot of light, so you can work really low if you want, unlike the xenon spots which are very, very sharply focused beams, One goes out to sweep the area, tonight especially approaching the perimeter, and some parts of the wire that are not readily visible if somebody thinks they hear something. Or the theoretically anti-personnel radar indicates...
Did I mention there's a Cobra overhead all night?)
Anyhow, nothing happening, so on a fuel break I go to the platoon fridge for a Coke.
"Hey, could you fly these (two) docs back to the 3rd Surg?" which is a couple minutes up the river, next to the Air Force base, whose wire I also check. If you're in the Air Force, you need a note from home to stay up all night, I guess.
Did I mention the platoon and these docs were really, really drunk. So, I missed another party...
"Yeah, sure, I'll finish this while you load them up" and off we go.
The 3rd Surg shares a runway with Navy Binh Thuy, a really short runway between the buildings in the compound and the wire, abutting the Air Force wire. The Air Force has six or seven thousand feet of paved runway, hot water and air conditioning. Why the 3rd Surg wasn't in Air Force Binh Thuy, I don't know. Because pukey Army Dustoffs were also based with the 3rd Surg?
I never have to sweep Navy Binh Thuy's wire. I think they have Marines who go out and drag bad guys into the wire at night.
I turn final to this short runway on a base I've never been to and ask the crew chief if our happy passengers could tell us which hooch was theirs? I'm decelling and there is a lot- LOTS! of hollering and cussing in back, a big flare to a landing, my crewchief and gunner are hollering "He jumped out! Sh-t! He jumped out"
"Who jumped out? What (by golly) happened?"
"They were asleep. I woke one up to ask him where he wanted to go, he unbuckled and he slid out the door..."
Oh, this is bad.
I pick up to a hover, do a 180, and look around with my searchlight. Yep. doctor size OD heap 20, 30 yards back, I hover nearer and set down again.
Both gunners, crewchief and other doc run over to the body, which rolls over and tries to get up as they near. Still very, very drunk and jolly, but unhurt. He didn't know why he was on the runway...
Sounds like an HEMS flight in reverse, don't it?
Wally, f/k/a Goldie.
Edited by Wally, 12 March 2014 - 14:34.