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.
If you read to the end, a sense of fatigue wouldn’t be unexpected. It will pale though when compared to the fatigue these men must have endured. I don’t know how they did it.
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.
The little told story of the USAAF’s 5th ASR and how they rescued war weary P-47’s and in turn, rescued almost a thousand downed airmen in the North Sea and English Channel.
How does a squadron of trainee pilots return to base in the event bad weather when they don’t have radios in their aircraft? The recall bird goes up; here’s mine.
Two brothers, two Spitfires; Ft/Lt. John Yarra and his brother, P/O Robert Yarra from rural NSW and their No.453 Sqn. Spitfires.
What to do with a spare Spitfire?
This is the story of an aircraft the RAAF didn’t want to use and a model I didn’t want to finish.
Coastal Command’s war against the elements as well as the enemy as experienced by the RCAF’s No.404 “Buffalo” Squadron.
The men of the 348th, 349th and 6th Night Fighter Squadrons were more than the nose art on their P-61’s.