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Wednesday, 21 April 2021



A spectacular ditching job...

I get pelted with rotten froots and vegetables whe I say it, but I am correct: these glorious old warbirds should be retired and hung up in a museum. Their day is over. They’ve done their duty, they’ve earned their retirement. Just to restore this bird for a half decent static display will cost hundreds of thousands of dollars. It will almost certainly never fly again.

I love them as much as the next guy, but when these things are lost, a little piece of us goes with them.


  1. woke one morning in Port Allen, La. to some loud booms. Went out back door in time to see a Japanese Zero pass over a low altitude. Turned out to be a simulated attack on USSKidd tied up at Baton Rouge. Fitting end to a Jack Daniels night.

  2. They’re great to look at and wonderful to see fly, but I agree with you. I’ve been wrenching on airplanes since 1978 and the time & effort it takes to keep one of these flying is astounding. Worked for a company still flying DC-6’s and C-46’s hauling fuel & cargo to the bush villages. Parts were unobtainable, both aircraft took 35 gallons of oil per engine and would land with 20 of those streaked along the wings. Hell, my Dad worked on a couple of these very airframes while they were still in active duty service in the 50’s. Retire them, pretty them up and let kids learn from them.

    They MUST FLY !!!!
    If you want to just look at it, take a picture.
    They must fly !!!

    I will NEVER forget the sound of these old warbirds !! AWESOME !!!

  4. There is nothing - and I mean NOTHING - that sounds as good as a round engine roaring at the top of their lungs. They sound like sleepy lovers waking up when they start too!

    Chuff chuff chuff POW CHUFF CHUFF CHUFF CHUFF POW...!!!! That engine alone is priceless, built by men that had an eye for function and poetry.

    In wartime the guys that flew these things were literally sitting ducks. To drop the torpedo they had to come in low and fast to drop the torpedo, and escape through a dome of solid flak. Their losses were incredible. Only this one and maybe a handful of others exist today.

    Build a replica, Matt. Make the airframe resemble the original - but put a modern reliable engine in it, give it avionics, and set it up for living history duties. The originals are far too valuable to let go.

    1. I hear these beasts everyday. 4 Pratt & Whitney R2800’s trying to wheeze their way into the air... it’s loud. It’s smoky. They reek... and if they’re not leaking, they’re empty. I’ve spent days at -30 trying to drill out broken exhaust stack studs, changing 4 out of 18 cylinders because they failed compression checks, 36 spark plugs per engine, 154 per aircraft, at $30 bucks each for the cheapos. Don’t get me started on magneto issues. (MAGNETOES! It’s the 21st century, fer cryin out loud. Give up on the 1920’s technology already.) Let ‘em retire. Everytime they drop one, there’s one less and they don’t make ‘em any more.

  5. It crashed in the next county north of my home. Its great seeing them fly over. What a shame to see it in Salt water. Hopefully they will restore it.

  6. These planes are a slice of history, and as such belong in a museum someplace. As P2 points out, we have better engines now, and that's just for openers.

  7. It's like so many things, once they don't drive, sail, shoot, or fly, they become less. Then they are just collector's items, like Beanie Babies or carnival glass.

    I know guys that collect guns, fill safes with rifles they never shoot, and I find no meaning in it.