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MIDDLESBORO, KY -- Some 60 years after landing on Greenland's ice cap and after decades being buried in hundreds of feet of snow and ice, a rare, perfectly restored P-38F took to the skies again, this time over its new home in Middlesboro, KY. The story of "Glacier Girl" is fairly well know in aviation circles, and details can be found at the official site: www.thelostsquadron.com . I have been following its progress since I first read about it in Bert Kinsey's book P-38 Lightning, Part 1 (In detail and scale series) four years ago. At that point, the restoration was already in its sixth year. Having been enamored with the P-38 since my youth, I vowed that I would see Glacier Girl fly and as the big day approached I did all I could to make it there, despite living some distance away from south-eastern Kentucky. On Friday Oct 25, 2002, the day before the flight, I checked the "Lost Squadron" website to see if the flight was still on, as the weather did not look very cooperative. But, putting faith in the forecast for cloudy skies (but not rain), I began my 1,200 mile round trip to Middleboro, driving the distance alone through rain, rain and even more rain. Saturday morning the Autumn skies over south-eastern Kentucky were cloudy and threatening. I arrived six hours before the scheduled event and I was worried it might be cancelled. Yet there were already perhaps a thousand people there. I quickly toured the hanger/museum, where mechanics were making last-minute inspections/adjustments to the plane. Everyone seemed optimistic the weather would hold out, so I staked out a spot that through sheer luck ended up being at the front of the crowd, literally right in front of the plane. Unfortunately, I didn't plan well enough and did not have a lawn chair to sit on, or food to eat, etc. So, in order to keep my spot, I stood the entire time! Boy, the things I'll do for a P-38!!! :-) I had a great time waiting for the event. I met some P-38 pilots and other WWII veterans, lots of other people from all over the country and some local folks who had helped with the restoration project. When the ceremonies began, the MC stated that some 20,000 people were in attendance, lined up all up and down the runway, with probably several thousand in the main section, where I stood crammed with all the other nut-cases that got there 6 hours before! My impressions? Awesome. I don't use that word very much, because it is overused and abused. But, I was truly awestruck by the accomplishments spoken of during the ceremonies. Everything from the brave pilots and crew of the "Lost Squadron," their rescue and rescuers, the recovery efforts in Greenland, the 10-year, incessant restoration, the extent of detail to get everything perfect, the support of the local community and citizens of Kentucky to help sponsor the project, the brave pilot who was to fly it -- it was all awesome. And then the plane stole the show, as expected. The flight almost didn't happen though. They had to have certain minimum weather conditions (more strict than usual) to satisfy the FAA and the insurance company. (One guy who lives in Middlesboro told me it cost $75,000 to insure it just for that flight! Apparently the plane is valued at several million dollars.) After a slight delay (weather related) the plane was pulled out and away from the crowd. The ground crew checked it over and the pilot got in and started her up. The crowd went wild with the start of each engine. The reaction of the crowd was almost like one hears at a sporting event when the winning team scores, or at a rock concert when the band plays an old favorite. After warming up a little, Glacier Girl -- flown by noted warbird pilot Steve Hinton -- taxied and prepared to depart from runway 10 to the east. For a few minutes, the plane was out of my site. Then we heard a low rumble, which quickly grew louder. Pretty soon people began shouting, "here it comes!" The sight and sound of that P-38 taking off is truly a moment frozen in my memory. Having put so much effort into studying, modeling and "virtually" flying the P-38, this was actually a very emotional experience for me. It was hard to hold back tears of joy. A tingle shot down my spine as I reminded myself that this was the real thing. This was history in the making! I looked around and saw several WWII veterans with handkerchiefs to the moist eyes. I'm sure many of them have a very different kind of fondness for the plane, one that I cannot fully understand. The pilot handled the plane very gingerly, and rightly so. A T-6 (flown by the P-38 restoration project leader, I believe), which had taken off moments earlier acted as the spot plane and met the P-38 as it came around its first left-hand turn from take-off. The flaps and gear were tested as they went around the first time. Another plane (a Kingair, maybe?) which had brought the Governor of Kentucky to the ceremonies then moved in and flew close formation with Glacier Girl. I'm guessing this was for in-flight photos and perhaps the History Channel (and I believe The Governor was on board). After that, the P-38 circled a few more times, making low passes as it approached the airfield, allowing all us spectators to snap photos and cheer wildly. Finally, the gear came down and the P-38 landed. Again the crowed roared. It was over. I had finally seen a P-38 fly. During the flight, I noticed how quiet it was. That surprised me a little. The
sound from the T-6 often masked the P-38. But, then again, The P-38 pilot never used
full throttles except perhaps on the take-off. The guy next to me had a radio tuned
to the pilot, so we could hear him speaking to the chase plane and the ground crew. It
sounded like most of the time he had the engines well below their maximum power.
Earlier that morning, when they revved up Number 1 for the History Channel crew, it got
quite loud, and I got great recordings (which is one of main reasons I went ;-) )
photos copyright (C) David C. Copley 2002 |