{"id":3964,"date":"2016-09-09T05:25:31","date_gmt":"2016-09-09T12:25:31","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/tailwheelersjournal.mechadigital.net\/?p=3964"},"modified":"2021-08-26T20:37:54","modified_gmt":"2021-08-26T20:37:54","slug":"163-incident-drewsey-luck-preparation","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/tailwheelersjournal.com\/163-incident-drewsey-luck-preparation\/","title":{"rendered":"#163 Incident at Drewsey (or, Luck and Preparation)"},"content":{"rendered":"

It was back when I was in the airshow biz.\u00a0 I was on my way to an airshow in Ontario, Oregon.\u00a0 Since it was fairly close, I was flying my 100 HP Cub and was being followed by my then-wife in the \u201cDuckmobile\u201d with all of our props, two dogs and 7 Ducks.<\/h3>\n

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The Cub, taken during a formation flight in Florida.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

It was a lovely summer day and I was enjoying the flight.\u00a0 I was fairly low and following highway twenty as it wound along the Malheur river. \u00a0 I was just South of the little hamlet of Drewsey.\u00a0 My Cub had been modified in order to have a huge left side window. \u00a0I had that window open, with my arm resting on it like<\/h3>\n
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The countryside around Drewsey.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

\u00a0a trucker would, heading down the highway.\u00a0 Now, all of the folks who take dual flight instruction from me, should know that I\u2019m a big believer in the \u201cjumping from rock to rock\u201d school of cross country flying.\u00a0 Simply stated, you fly from one emergency landing spot to another and don\u2019t ever have to think, should the engine quit or an emergency develop. \u00a0You\u2019ve already got your landing spot picked out.\u00a0 This is a tried and true method and has the advantage of your making a carefully considered choice at a time BEFORE there is any emergency.\u00a0 You have time and lack of pressure on your side.\u00a0 I had noted that field, dotted with freshly baled hay, up ahead of me.\u00a0 It was filed away in my little noodle so that, when the engine suddenly started making a \u201cbrapppp\u201d sound, I knew what I was going to do.<\/h3>\n
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“I had noted that field, dotted with freshly baled hay, up ahead of me.”<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

I closed the throttle and pulled up into a speed which would keep me aloft a little longer.\u00a0 I keyed my mic and called to my wife.<\/h3>\n

\u201cSomething\u2019s wrong with this thing\u2026 I\u2019m going to put it into a hay field that will be on your right.\u00a0 It\u2019s got hay bales that haven\u2019t been picked up in it.\u00a0 I think you\u2019ll see me when you come to it.\u201d<\/h3>\n

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She rogered me and I swooped into the field.\u00a0 I had to pick my way between the bales as I touched down and came to a stop.\u00a0 As the engine ticked to a stop, I hopped out and opened up the cowl.\u00a0 There, on the left side, my exhaust had parted in two pieces, explaining the sudden sound.\u00a0 As I stood there, scratching my think bump, the farmer bumped into the field in his truck.\u00a0 He was a friendly, pleasant fellow, who asked if there was anything he could do for me.\u00a0 As we chatted, he told me his name.\u00a0 Wright Wilber.\u00a0 Holy cow!\u00a0 If that isn\u2019t a great moniker for a downed aviator to be introduced to in a time of need!\u00a0 I asked Mister Wilber if he had an acetylene welding outfit and he replied that he did.\u00a0 My wife had driven\u00a0into the field and Ace, the Wonder Dog was busy poking and sniffing around the bales of hay.\u00a0 We all jumped into Wright\u2019s truck and drove up to his place, which was very close by.<\/h3>\n

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“Ace”, the Wonder Dog in her Cub.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

Once in the shop, I took stock of the tools.\u00a0 He had tanks with Oxygen and Acetylene and a decent torch, which was not as big as I expected.\u00a0 When I asked him if he had any rod, I was kind of hoping for some nice copper clad mild steel.\u00a0 He didn\u2019t have any of that, but he did have lots of old, tangled up baling wire.\u00a0 Perfect!<\/h3>\n

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I set to work.\u00a0 I had to grind off the aluminization on those Wag Aero exhausts (I\u2019ll never get an aluminized exhaust again!) and tacked the exhaust pieces together.\u00a0 Then I ran a bead around until my exhaust was back to being one piece.<\/h3>\n

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We all hopped into Wright\u2019s truck and drove back to the field.\u00a0 The exhaust went back on the O-235 and I snugged up the nuts.\u00a0 I thanked Wright and hopped in the Cub, after propping it off.\u00a0 Away I went, on my way to Ontario.\u00a0 I looked at my watch in amazement.\u00a0 It had taken exactly one hour from the time the exhaust got lunched until I took off with it, all fixed.\u00a0 Now, that\u2019s pretty amazing!<\/h3>\n

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As I look at the whole incident, I realize that it was a combination of two phenomena.\u00a0 One of them we all have some control over and the other is pure dumb luck.\u00a0 The first is planning, knowing that the best spot for a landing has been pre-selected.\u00a0 The second is the incredible luck of that field belonging to a guy who had all the necessities to get me back in the air.\u00a0 His amazing name is only a side benefit, kind of there to provide a little \u201cWell, I\u2019ll be damned\u201d effect to the whole thing.<\/h3>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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