Accident report.
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Not much comparison with the Mosquito pilot.Strapped securely in the cockpit of the super-sleek Yak-18, I glanced out at the Soviet dignitaries standing on the ramp. They were celebrating their overwhelming victory over the United States in the 1966 International Aerobatic Competition. “I’ve got a surprise for you, Ivan,” I thought as I checked out the instrument panel in the unique Soviet plane.
Despite my years of experience as an accomplished aerobatic pilot, I’d never participated in a formal aerobatic competition. That had made it even more of an honor to be named the non-flying captain of our team.
Unfortunately, I’d experienced ten days of frustration watching the power-packed Yak outduel our nation’s finest aerobatic pilots. We’d come out the big loser in the Cold War propaganda battle. Now that the competition was over, the pompous Soviets had agreed to let me, as a courtesy, fly their crown jewel.
Over a million Soviets, and reporters from around the world, were positioned at TushinoAirport in Moscow for the closing ceremonies. I was sure they all expected me to taxi out and take off in a normal fashion. Instead I added full power for takeoff and held the plane close to the ground.
The Yak had plenty of airspeed. I lifted the plane off and raised the nose slightly until the landing gear was up.
Rolling the aerobatic plane, I leveled off upside down and aimed dead center for the thirty-foot-high dike surrounding the airport. It looked as if I were going to blast right through it, but an instant before reaching the dike, I raised the nose of the Yak, leapfrogged the dike, and flew out of sight still upside down.
A smile came to my face. I knew I’d caused confusion on the ground. To stay low and out of sight of the crowd, I rolled the Yak right side up and headed back around the airfield alongside the MoscowRiver below the height of the dike. I was sure everyone would be looking for a fifty-foot-high fireball to blossom somewhere on the other side of the dike from where I had disappeared from sight.
I remained at ground level out of sight until I reached the other side of the airport. Then I turned back toward the dike and rolled the plane upside down again. I could feel the adrenaline rush as I flew down directly in front of the crowd. Then I put the Yak-18 through the same series of pinpoint aerobatic maneuvers that had been demonstrated for so many years at air shows all over the world. It was a delight to fly. No wonder our pilots never had a chance.
I was performing at near ground level even though I was aware that Soviet pilots were not permitted to fly aerobatic maneuvers below three hundred feet. After a touchdown on one wheel, an aileron roll, and a touchdown on the other wheel, I landed the Yak. I was a little nervous about the reception I’d receive from the Soviets, but I’d proven my point. Now everyone would know that the American pilots were just as capable as the Russians and that the plane had made the difference in the competition.

It is better to be harsh, right and alive than nice, wrong and dead.Hedley, I suspect you're not the kind of guy that cares what us "idiots" think but maybe people would warm up to you a bit more if you didn't have to be so harsh on dead guys. I realise he shouldn't have been in that seat and clearly he made a big mistake but I promise he won't crash anymore Mosquitos
You completely misunderstand.you're not the kind of guy that cares what us "idiots" think

ummmmmmmmm ..... ok. Here's a suggestion. Go talk to Gerry Younger at Kitchener-Waterloo about this. Get back to me about how much he stroked your ego.maybe people would warm up to you a bit more if you didn't have to be so harsh

That's where you're wrong.nor prevent future pilots from making mistakes that could kill them


Thank you for your honesty, it's nice to see true colors come out on this forum.PS I couldn't care less about idiot pilots killing themselves. Losing a priceless airplane is another matter.


Spoken like a true engineer.Hedley wrote:It is hard to argue the fact that there are tens of thousands of marginal pilots in the world, but only a few Mosquitos. From a pure numbers standpoint, which is more rare and precious?

Ziiiiiiiiing!Tubthumper wrote:Ah, yes, Mr Darwin, ...the super-intelectual who married his cousin and has a very 'prestigious' award named after him.
'nuff said about that chap!
It depends on what percentage of the time you want to be successful down low.....Maybe I'm wrong, but I'd experiment at altitude and find out before doing a show- just to be sure I could do it.

