Navy Chief
Senior Member
My friend Fred Sanders sent me another couple paragraphs on what it was like to be a Naval Aviator:
I always liked the night traps better than the day. You get a nice, straight in approach from 1200 feet; pick up the ball, pull the power back to about 3200 lbs/minute fuel flow and just let the old girl smack the deck. "The Groove" is 30+ seconds or so, as opposed to 10-12 during the day, so there's time to fix the approach. Same power setting (mostly) all the way down the hill, until you get to the "burble" behind the boat, then its just quick shot of kerosene to get over that settling affect of wind over the round-down. Then, the trap. Rain never worried me. Snow neither. Airplane flies just fine when wet and/or cold, and I was always nice and dry. Well.......I may have pee'd in my pants a time or two, but other than that, pretty much comfy. But, If I wet my linen, it was just before I got shot off the pointy end of the boat, in the pitch black dark, at Zero-Dark-Thirty. Then I had 2.2 hours to live with it/sit in it.
I remember a huge painting in the halls of the Naval Aviation School at P'cola. It was completely BLACK. Nothing but black. It's title was "Night Cat Shot". How true. My God in heaven, what a test of faith that was, to sit in that A-7, at full power, looking at BLACK in front of me, left hand curled around the throttle locked at full power, plane trimmed for 12 degress nose up, feet flat on the floor, and get flung out into the blackness at 5 knots over stall speed. 100% of my faith was in God/Jesus to get me through that. About 2 percentage points below God/Jesus was my faith in the Catapult Officer to get the plane's weight and the end speed off the cat right. If I were to soil my linen on a flight, that's when it would happen.
I always liked the night traps better than the day. You get a nice, straight in approach from 1200 feet; pick up the ball, pull the power back to about 3200 lbs/minute fuel flow and just let the old girl smack the deck. "The Groove" is 30+ seconds or so, as opposed to 10-12 during the day, so there's time to fix the approach. Same power setting (mostly) all the way down the hill, until you get to the "burble" behind the boat, then its just quick shot of kerosene to get over that settling affect of wind over the round-down. Then, the trap. Rain never worried me. Snow neither. Airplane flies just fine when wet and/or cold, and I was always nice and dry. Well.......I may have pee'd in my pants a time or two, but other than that, pretty much comfy. But, If I wet my linen, it was just before I got shot off the pointy end of the boat, in the pitch black dark, at Zero-Dark-Thirty. Then I had 2.2 hours to live with it/sit in it.
I remember a huge painting in the halls of the Naval Aviation School at P'cola. It was completely BLACK. Nothing but black. It's title was "Night Cat Shot". How true. My God in heaven, what a test of faith that was, to sit in that A-7, at full power, looking at BLACK in front of me, left hand curled around the throttle locked at full power, plane trimmed for 12 degress nose up, feet flat on the floor, and get flung out into the blackness at 5 knots over stall speed. 100% of my faith was in God/Jesus to get me through that. About 2 percentage points below God/Jesus was my faith in the Catapult Officer to get the plane's weight and the end speed off the cat right. If I were to soil my linen on a flight, that's when it would happen.