Archive for September, 2007

Curtain Call

Sunday, September 30th, 2007

     Cox & Forkum just announced they’ll be ceasing they’re regular editorial cartooning.  Thanks for the laughs for the past six or so years, guys! Message From Above is hanging in my office directly over my computer.  I hope you’ll continue the September Eleventh posts every year, too. 

     I guess this means I’ll have to actually save Day by Day as a ‘favorite’ now instead of navigating there from C&F.

Policing Ramadi

Friday, September 21st, 2007

      More on the CPT Travis Patriquin Memorial Police Station here and here.

     Info on Ramadi from Michael Totten in two parts (h/t Hoystory). 

     At least al Qaeda in Mesopotamia keeps shooting itself in its own foot.  It’s even nicer to know that my friends were key in helping them aim at their own torso. 

Duties Not Involving Flying

Sunday, September 16th, 2007

     I haven’t been flying recently, and I won’t until about 1 Oct.  Between the end of the fiscal year and the minor surgery I just had, I’m just not going to be on the flying schedule at all for two weeks.

     I wish I could say I’ll have some free time to blog, but what will really happen is I’ll have to code up an Excel spreadsheet, write a performance report, write at least one quarterly awards package, and help author one or two PowerPoint presentations on the local FY07 flying hour program and the forecast for the FY08 flying hour program. 

     I’m on the schedule for an NVG re-hack on Mon, 1 Oct.  It ought to be pretty vanilla, which is probably a good thing.  It’ll be the first night flight in over a year (and a year ago it was only the one flight at Luke AFB, with no weather to worry about and visibility clear enough to see the next state over!). 

Heroes’ Run Report

Sunday, September 16th, 2007

     There’s a good note and a bad note to the Heroes’ Run that Mr Patriquin tried to set up for 28 July.  The bad news was that the run in Lockport, IL was cancelled.

      The good news was that Badger 6 picked up the flag and ran on 29 Jul.  In Iraq, no less. 

Check, Please!

Thursday, September 13th, 2007

     Today was my instrument/qual checkride.  The tactical portion was pretty simple; our task would be to play two of a three-ship of Red Air for Quattro’s IPUG Force Protection ride.  He was dragging an MQT student, and so was his IP of record.  They didn’t want anything crazy anyway.  We got up really early in the AM, briefed up the sortie through a busy morning, launched into the partly-cloudy blue sky, and rallied up in the special-use airspace to start what would be a quick commit to a simulated death by AIM-120 from Blue Air.

     After the presentation, Lt Col T and I flew to back to Misawa’s HI-TACAN initial approach fix, Shoju.  I didn’t intend to stop for any holding, and was punished with two turns.  After holding, we commenced the approach and asked for vectors to the opposite direction runway for a PAR.  We finished the TACAN approach, climbed out to the southwest, and held for a couple minutes.  Meanwhile, about eight other flights showed up to beat up the pattern, and approach told us to plan to hold for 15 minutes while they brought everyone else home on runway 28 before we could shoot the approach to runway 10.  Having only 15 minutes of fuel all told, we knocked off the PAR attempt and went straight to high key to shoot a simulated flameout approach.  We got punished with two more turns in holding at high key, and I was about to knock it off and just go back to land when Spidey showed up at East IP and offered to hold for us while we shot the SFO.  The SFO worked like a champ, and I called for a closed pattern to a full stop, with the chase aircraft to re-enter at East IP.  Naturally since it was a checkride the landing couldn’t go completely smooth; I flared high and dropped it in, but at least I landed in the first 1,000′ of the runway!

     Today was a pit-n-go day, so I would theoretically get another chance to shoot the PAR to runway 10.  As it happened, we lined up for takeoff on runway 28, and after we got cleared for takeoff, the JASDF controllers decided to swap over to runway 10, so we decided to go straight out to the area since we’d be certain to get the PAR on the way home.  But wait! Not so fast. . . Lt Col T got an EQUIP HOT light in his jet.  He turned everything off and went back to base immediately, burned down to a landable weight, and put his jet on the deck.  After finishing chasing him, I shot another two SFOs and a couple VFR patterns, then called it a day. 

     But wait, there’s more! Since we have a set of advanced simulators at Misawa, we’re allowed to shoot our instrument approaches to update currency and they can be evaluated for checkride purposes.  So Lt Col T and I drove over to the sims, I hopped in, the sim crew set me up just northeast of Hachinohe, and I flew the ILS to runway 25 at the city just south of Misawa. 

     After that, we really were done. Done for one more year, until the next instrument/qual checkride comes up!

Grease Is The Word

Monday, September 10th, 2007

     Today’s mission was for Cash and I to go up and practice a maneuver we call "The Grease."  I have no idea why we call it that.  Maybe because someone thought it would be a slick way for us to get to a merge with a Bandit?

     Cash and I have been flying F-16s together for a long time.  We started as wingmen together at Spangdahlem, and both of us were flight leads at Kunsan.  After Kunsan, he went to fly the F-117, while I went to drive a HMMWV.  We did a rejoin here at Misawa, both of us with our wives now in tow.  Whatever was going to happen today was going to be fun, just because.

      And it was! Fun, that is.  We took turns being offender/defender, the defender simply had to turn slightly sideways, it’s what we used to call a ‘Notch’ maneuver, except now we have LINK-16, and we can lock up an adversary with that instead of our own radars and find our way to a merge.  We’re essentially using AWACS or GCI to show us where we’re being attacked from, and then pointing at them after we’ve dragged off any incoming missiles.  As if I needed more proof, I did well enough that I was absolutely sure I flew sideways long enough to get out of Cash’s radar picture (he later confirmed I did), and he still put his nose right on me and "spiked" me with his radar. 

     We finished off the day with a 6k offensive BFM set for me, but we didn’t get far before we were both low on gas.  We safed it up and went home, another 1.4 in our logbooks. 

Color Me Skeptical

Saturday, September 1st, 2007
     I thought el chupacabra was some sort of vampire version of sasquatch.  Not this