Low flying Hercules in Dorset 1979-1980
 

Hi

I realise this may be rather a long shot, but when I was young (primary school age), there was a Hercules that would fly very low over our school, and my house. I grew up in the countryside, between Wimborne and Blandford, in Dorset, and this was approximately 1979-1980.

I remember I would always hear it coming, before I could see it, due to trees blocking distant viewing, so it would always make me jump when it suddenly loomed from somewhere, and roared overhead. Needless to say, as a young aviation nut, I loved this.

Anyway, I was wondering whether anyone on here might know where it was flying from - and of course, if anyone remembers being on such flights (As I said, a long shot...)

I'm not a flier myself, but I've enjoyed reading the reminiscences of old flying exploits on this forum, so it's nice to make your acquaintance

Best Regards

Matt Taylor

I was brought up in the same area (Lytchett Minster), and had a brother who was on 30 Sqn at one time. There was a low level route across Dorset that was in regular use - often saw Fat Alberts myself from the late 60's onwards. The OCU was at Thorney Island ISTR, plus Fairford as well as Lyneham hosted Sqns - they eventually all moved to Lyneham.

I think it was busiest when Salisbury Plain was being used for exercises.

Yep, it was a standard type of route, often around Dartmoor or down through Wales (Wye valley was favourite) then eastwards, often using the Cerne Abbas Giant (Biggus Dickus) as a waypoint, can't imagine why . . .

Then we'd drop people or boxes onto the Plain (several different DZ) or even land on strips if so tasked. Other routes were via Smokey Joe, a cement factory (for the life of me I can't remember its proper name).

So it wasn't just one Hercules, it was lots of them indulging in legalised hooliganism at 250' :E

There's a village down that way called "Henstridge", the crossroads in the town were a well used turning point on the canned routes used by the Tactical Training Flight (TTF) for the course.

An elderly aunt of mine was considering buying a bungalow in the town, and was complaining that the estate agent would only book visits for Saturdays .......

I always wondered what whoever purchased it thought the first time they were there on a weekday and 9 ship JATFOR came wandering by.........

:)

"crossroads in the town" = The "Virginia Ash" pub
Where Walter Raleigh was busy puffing away on his pipe, and a bar wench threw a pint of beer over his head because she thought he was on fire

Dengue Dude.
I'm guessing the Smokey Joe in question is the Bratton Cement Works, just NE of Westbury. This would have given you a nice view of the Westbury White Horse for your scenic tours.

Re the "Virginia Ash". Apparently Sir Walt owned the old Sherborne Castle. That one did burn down and no serving wench available to douse the flames.

Smokey Joe at Westbury kicked the habit a few years ago, waiting for the demolition men now, the best wind sock in the area is no more

Hi

Thanks a lot for all the replies, it sounds like doing those low level flying runs must have been brilliant. It's fascinating that you used landmarks as waypoints. No GPS in those days I suppose.

250 feet is properly low! I remember at the time, one of my fellow primary school pupils swearing blind that he'd seen the hercules going under the wires of the national grid pylon, next to our school. :-) I suspect he was exaggerating *SLIGHTLY*

Thanks again for the stories guys, it really refreshes the memories for me.

Then we'd drop people or boxes onto the Plain (several different DZ) or even land on strips if so tasked. Other routes were via Smokey Joe, a cement factory (for the life of me I can't remember its proper name).

Yep, that was it, Westbury and the white horse was magnificent. Actually, as you said, it made a great windsock as it wasn't far off the IP for the run in anyway.

Got to be honest, that's the only flying I really miss. I used to love Tac flying, getting paid for something I would have done for nothing (only joking).

I think the Scottac was best, out of Kinloss and low level all the way back to Lyneham via the Plain - didn't half make your car feel smooth when you left the car park ;)

Oh yes the Scottacs. :ok:


Just so long as you managed to avoid the 'Balmoral Magnet'!

Thanks for the fascinating replies!
 

Hi

Just wanted to thank everyone for their replies, it's fascinating to hear about the low level Tac flying. For some reason I love it that they used prominent landmarks as waypoints during flights. Dengue_Dude, I can definitely understand why you would miss it, it just sounds brilliant!

I used to always listen for the sound of approaching engines, I would see Hercules, Jaguars (christ they were loud!), and Chinooks, which made my favourite noise of all, going in and out of phase with the wind, sometime barely audible, but then growing in resonance to a great chopping roar. But I think to find yourself automatically ducking under a low flying Hercules was surely the top prize.

Thanks again Guys

Matt Taylor

DD, Rocket2,
I think the Smokey Joe symbol on the map referred to the Norbord factory at South Molton. There was a thread here some years ago regarding the map, where I tried to get the Westbury cement works chimney added with no success. The Lafarge (ex Blue Circle) plant is now in mothballs, and probably wont re-open given the state of the construction industry. The site is still used as distribution centre for Lafarge products.

Edit : This is the thread I was thinking of, there are also a couple more.

And then one day in 1990 someone invaded Iraq. And we pitched up at Lyneham, yet again, to fly Albert eastbound and there was a letter on the notice board in flight planning along the lines of "we used to see a lot of you guys low flying down here in the south-west. It's all gone very quiet - we know why you're all away, but we miss you and hope you all stay safe".

Slight thread - or course - drift. As a schoolboy in a school in a valley just to the east of Bath in the late 1970s, Geography lessons in a room with a window facing north up the valley were occasionally enlivened by the site of a Hercules heading South popping into view over the crest and - for a tantalising moment - appearing to head straight for us, before pulling away to the left. If you're out there, thank you. Used to make our day. And what were you up to?

Glad it was enjoyed . . . as has been said many times and mostly by Boring Old Farts like I've become - 'Nostalgia's not what it used to be'.

But thanks for raising a smile of fond memories.

As for the 'Balmoral Magnet', I presume you mean the 'Guiness Factory' - they too have a little harp on their flag . . .

Reminscent of Queen on phone enquiring about Balmoral being wired by Hercules 'Is that aircraft in trouble?', answer purported to have been 'Not yet Ma'am' :ok:

I recall being driven south through Dorset one day as a small boy and having a Hercules pointed out to me and being told that this was one of the places they trained.

I also recall looking down on the aircraft. Memory must be playing tricks!

Darzett
 

I was a Herc Co on 47 in the early-80's and would occasionally have some say in LL routing in LFA2 - SW England - usually on the way up to the Plain, sometimes Studland Bay.

Was born and raised in and around Bridport, West Dorset, and the Mansion (aka mum's council house) was on the north side of town.

You get the general drift from here (probably more so than the Nav..). Heading East'ish I could wave to her...or at least in the general 'hood.

happy days.

To the East of Bristol I used to see the same Hercs, but this was the early '80s.
I saw them from a first floor English classroom window, and also used to love seeing the red and white hawks at low level too.

As a primary school boy I used to see Argosies and Andovers on my way home from school.