(How about a cabin fire extinguisher - in a Heron - dislodged from it's parcel shelf attachment bracket, to then bounce about the cabin as the two drivers are holding onto the base of their seats with white knuckles with one hand , while the other is gripping the controls praying to get on the ground with some semblance of control?)
I don’t want to fuel the structural failure discussion- I can’t imagine this is going to be anything other than CFIT- but you brought back memories Fantome.
Paper runs to Hobart in the Heron at 3am passing the Great Western Tiers in strong South Westerlies. Some of those jolts made you look at each other and wonder how short of ripping the wings off that one was and how big the next one would be.
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