7:30 in the morning, clear and wind below 10 Kn. Today she will fly for the first time in over 70 years. William and Patrick the two test pilots had spent most of yesterday running up the engine and taxing; testing everything that could be tested on the ground and all was within spec.
I remembered a paragraph I had read about the Sea Otter’s last sea rescue:
On 19 July 1950, during the Korean War, Lieutenant P. Cane performed the last operational sea rescue in a Sea Otter, taking off from HMS Triumph. An F4U Corsair had been shot down by anti-aircraft fire, forcing the American pilot to ditch into rough seas. Cane's aircraft landed and the American pilot was rescued. Cane succeeded in returning the Sea Otter to HMS Triumph, and was later awarded the US Air Medal in recognition of his actions.
(Courtesy Wikipedia)
They powered her up and taxied onto rwy 9. Full power and 10 degrees of flap and the tail lifted at 57 Kn:
At around 90 Kn she lifted off and climbed steeply:
Patrick and William levelled off at 2500’ and turned north silhouetted by the morning sun:
The performance appeared slightly better than book, supposed max speed 142 Kn, this bird maxing out at 160 Kn. In a slight dive it could happily reach 190 Kn, not surprising as it was designed to perform dive bombing as well as maritime patrol and air-sea rescue. It had been called Stingray before the name was changed to Sea Otter.
The performance would come in handy if it was going to keep up with it’s more glamorous stable mate in the circumnavigation.
The next test for the happy duo, William Fitzpatrick and Patrick Fitzwilliam, was sea testing: landing, manoeuvring and take off. Landing was smooth and trouble free:
In the water she handled well, the water rudder effective and positive. Take off also smooth and easy, lifting off the water at around 100 Kn:
The pair climbed her to 2000’ and turned west on a downwind leg and towards the Tay bridges.
As they both attested later some aircraft just inspire confidence, this was one of them.
Patrick dived the Otter to just a few hundred feet above the water reaching around 190 Kn the Tay road bridge getting rapidly closer:
William tapped Patrick’s knee and shook his head in a silent No! The Tay road bridge is not the type of bridge for that kind of fun. Patrick conceded and they swooped over the top of it. But now the rail bridge loomed, the stumps of the old bridge running like dark angels of death alongside the new.
But nobody wanted a second Tay Bridge disaster, or as MacGonagel had put it:
Beautiful Railway Bridge of the Silv’ry Tay!
Alas! I am very sorry to say
That ninety lives have been taken away
On the last Sabbath day of 1879,
Which will be remember’d for a very long time.
‘
Twas about seven o’clock at night,
And the wind it blew with all its might,
And the rain came pouring down,
And the dark clouds seem’d to frown,
And the Demon of the air seem’d to say-
“
I’ll blow down the Bridge of Tay.”
(There are more verses… Just Google MacGonagel)
The Otter responded magnificently, and at 180 kn just a slight pull back on the stick and they once again swooped over the stumps of the old as well as the new rail bridge.
The rest of the circuit was uneventful, they climbed to 1000’ and on base lowered the undercarriage and 10 degree flaps.
Final and touch down smooth as a well fitting rivet (ill and defective rivets were one of the contributory causes of the first Tay Bridge collapse).
A very successful day. Now thoughts turned to the logistics of getting the Spitfire in Liege and the Otter to Southampton. If Dyce was tight for space it was nothing compared to Southampton.