Flew once with 5 Squadron on a sunny morning a lifetime ago.
Vivid memories of standing on the flight-deck and holding onto the frame of the co-pilot's seat, looking over his shoulder as we pulled hard Gs in turns low over the Waitemata - much more so than I ever would have thought possible in a P-3; what an aircraft.
And how they slammed the aircraft down on that bumpy Whenuapai runway - then full beta pitch to stop (?).
It was a hell of a ride.
Farewell P-3K.