Spent one Friday afternoon as a practice casualty. Whirlwind X from D Flight 202 Squadron dumped me in the Moray Firth, the winchman telling me as I departed the a/c to "Get your SARBE going, we need to do a square search first off!"
And with that all thoughts of a nice quiet afternoon disappeared! Eventually got to Happy Hour having done six different lifts, single strop, double strop, Robertson Stretcher, etc . . .
Nice to get it in the logbook between the F4 and the Shackleton . . .
Thanks for the experience, guys. Even though it was July 1975, it is still a memorable trip.