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April 6, 2010

Flying the Blackbird

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"... The Mach continues to increase.
The ride is incredibly smooth. There seems to be a confirmed trust now, between me and the jet; she will not hesitate to deliver whatever speed we need, and I can count on no problems with the inlets. The cooler outside temperatures have awakened the spirit born into her years ago, when men dedicated to excellence took the time and care to build her well. We are a bullet now - except faster. Screaming past Tripoli, our phenomenal speed continues to rise, and the screaming Sled pummels the enemy one more time, laying down a parting sonic boom. In seconds, we can see nothing but the expansive blue of the Mediterranean. I realize that I still have my left hand full-forward and we're continuing to rocket along in maximum afterburner." -- Dark Roasted Blend: Monstrous Aviation: World's Biggest Airplanes, Part 3

Updating and bumping to include this fascinating comment from Donald Sensing:

One Sunday a few years ago the pilot of the Blackbird that sits in the Smithsonian visited my church. His name was Ed Yeilding (sic) and he was then employed as a transcontinental airline pilot.

The time mark for the flight began when the 'bird crossed the beach in

California and stopped when the plane became over water of the Atlantic. Elapsed time: 64 minutes.

He said they always took off with a half-fuel load because of weight, then refueled aloft. The SR-71 gulped fuel at a prodigious rate. At afterburner, he said they had to refuel every 90 minutes. But of course they had flown 3,000 miles.

One time he was on a proficiency flight above the US and was monitoring Denver Center. He heard a student pilot call the center, give his altitude as 5,000 feet and request a ground speed check.

"100 knots," came the answer.

Then a Navy pilot apparently decided to rub the nose of the student pilot and he called in for a ground speed check, giving his altitude as flight level 350 (35,000 feet). "650 knots," came the answer.

So Ed keyed the mike and said, "Denver Center, this is Air Force [tail number], request ground speed check at flight level 900."

"1,775 knots," the center responded (2,042 mph). And all was quiet thereafter.

Then there's the old story of the sled driver who asked a flight-control center for permission to head on a certain course at flight level 700.

The center controller chuckled and said, "If you can get to it, you can have it."

"Roger," the pilot responded, "descending to flight level 700."

Quite a plane, and quite the men who flew it.

Posted by Vanderleun at April 6, 2010 6:43 PM. This is an entry on the sideblog of American Digest: Check it out.

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I read this a couple of years ago.

I think this is the full link.

http://blogs.jobdig.com/wwds/2007/11/19/sr-71-now-that-was-some-airplane/

If the link doesn't take, the book it came from was 'Sled Driver'. I think.

And the SR-71 is really that old.

Posted by: Mikey NTH at April 5, 2010 5:37 PM

One Sunday a few years ago the pilot of the Blackbird that sits in the Smithsonian visited my church. His name was Ed Yeilding (sic) and he was then employed as a transcontinental airline pilot.



The time mark for the flight began when the 'bird crossed the beach in California and stopped when the plane became over water of the Atlantic. Elapsed time: 64 minutes.



He said they always took off with a half-fuel load because of weight, then refueled aloft. The SR-71 gulped fuel at a prodigious rate. At afterburner, he said they had to refuel every 90 minutes. But of course they had flown 3,000 miles.



One time he was on a proficiency flight above the US and was monitoring Denver Center. He heard a student pilot call the center, give his altitude as 5,000 feet and request a ground speed check.



"100 knots," came the answer.



Then a Navy pilot apparently decided to rub the nose of the student pilot and he called in for a ground speed check, giving his altitude as flight level 350 (35,000 feet). "650 knots," came the answer.



So Ed keyed the mike and said, "Denver Center, this is Air Force [tail number], request ground speed check at flight level 900."



"1,775 knots," the center responded (2,042 mph). And all was quiet thereafter.



Then there's the old story of the sled driver who asked a flight-control center for permission to head on a certain course at flight level 700.



The center controller chuckled and said, "If you can get to it, you can have it."



"Roger," the pilot responded, "descending to flight level 700."



Quite a plane, and quite the men who flew it.

Posted by: Donald Sensing at April 5, 2010 9:16 PM

Saw the Blackbird all the time on Okinawa back in the day. Words can’t do justice to the sight and sounds nor the majesty.

Posted by: tim at April 6, 2010 10:17 AM

The other one I heard: following take off, after switching from tower to departure, controller asked sled, "Say heading."

Sled answers, "Up."

Posted by: stephen at April 6, 2010 12:28 PM

Kelly Johnson should have a national holiday!

Posted by: jeff at April 6, 2010 1:06 PM

The pilot's (who appears to be Al O'Connor) longer article where all of the comes from is here: http://www.ourexcellentadventures.com/wp-content/alta/sr71.html

Posted by: Paul Homchick at April 6, 2010 3:19 PM

Agreed jeff:

The P-38 was an awesome ship. As was the SR-71.

Imagine designing both of those aircraft, and the SR-71 came alive in the year I was born!

What an aeronautical genius Kelly Johnson was.

Posted by: Mikey NTH at April 6, 2010 6:24 PM

A friend saw a -71 land at Watsonville, Ca. (I guess there was a problem) and headed over there to take a look.

By the time he got there the -71 was taking off and he said there seemed to be fuel leaking from just everywhere (the seals were cold).

You had to be brave to just light off the engines.

Posted by: Ride Fast at April 7, 2010 9:46 AM

Last year I read a book, Amelia Earhart: The Mystery Solved by Elgen M. Long and Marie K. Long. Kelly Johnson is mentioned in the book numerous times. He was a young engineer at Lockheed and consulted with Earhart about optimum speed and altitude settings in order to maximize her Lockheed Electra's range. The authors in no way blame Johnson for the plane's loss, and indeed praise Earhart for coming very close to the ideal maximum range of the plane. There are numerous factors that can conspire to shorten a plane's maximum range.

Posted by: rickl at April 7, 2010 4:50 PM