Alone, Above All

The Photo Recon pilot had no wingman, no flight, no formation. He flew alone in radio silence for hours at a time, navigating on dead reckoning all over mainland Europe; in his unarmed Spitfire he had only its altitude and speed, along with his wits and airmanship as protection.

Hunted.

"The art of war is simple enough. Find out where your enemy is. Get at him as soon as you can. Strike him as hard as you can, and keep moving on." - Ulysses S. Grant

Running On Fumes

Seven hours, covering 1300NM over open ocean, limited fuel, one engine, enemy fighters; there were few missions more relentlessly hazardous, nor with so many different hazards to face.

“Imshi”

One Christmas my parents gave me Chaz Bowyer’s "The History of the RAF". Within its pages is a captivating photo of a pilot resting on the ground, smiling. The pilot's name was S/Ldr Ernest M. Mason DFC, known to all as "Imshi". This is his story.