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A thread where ex PNG geriatrics lapuns and long longs can live in the dim distant past.
Where tall stories are accepted as fact. War stories are applauded. Grab a Brownie, pull up a story and join in a trip down memory lane!!! 
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Moderator
John
The GII came after Somare's B200. The GII was ordered by Julius Chan when he became Prime Minister 11 March 1980 – 2 August 1982.
I lost track of Clive McIver after he left Talair. I heard he returned to Nursing in Sydney?
I can only recall P2-PNG as a GII in the old days.
The GII came after Somare's B200. The GII was ordered by Julius Chan when he became Prime Minister 11 March 1980 – 2 August 1982.
I lost track of Clive McIver after he left Talair. I heard he returned to Nursing in Sydney?
Moresby gliding club.
I understand that Ron Green was PIC on the Kubuna to Moresby glide, which to me was/is not surprising.
P2-PNG was one of our Porters, P2-PNH the other, until CAA stole them from us for the B200 which I delivered from Sydney with Clive along as a pax with 3 Hawker Pacific pax as well. One was an engineer who flew it under my supervision for the delivery.
clive left PNG and became Chief Pilot for the operator at Port Macquarie which lost an aircraft due to icing on the way to Lord Howe Island. Big trouble from CASA over that and Clive went back to nursing I heard.
P2-PNG was one of our Porters, P2-PNH the other, until CAA stole them from us for the B200 which I delivered from Sydney with Clive along as a pax with 3 Hawker Pacific pax as well. One was an engineer who flew it under my supervision for the delivery.
clive left PNG and became Chief Pilot for the operator at Port Macquarie which lost an aircraft due to icing on the way to Lord Howe Island. Big trouble from CASA over that and Clive went back to nursing I heard.
This trick will have no impact
That was Wes's little party trick as I recall ?
I can only recall P2-PNG as a GII in the old days - I knocked up a flash little trimsheet for it based on the two I had recently done for Associated. The drivers, as I got the story, saw the Associated sheets and decided that they had to have one ...
That was Wes's little party trick as I recall ?
I can only recall P2-PNG as a GII in the old days - I knocked up a flash little trimsheet for it based on the two I had recently done for Associated. The drivers, as I got the story, saw the Associated sheets and decided that they had to have one ...
Moderator
I understand that Ron
Folk from one's past. Ron makes more sense than Wes.
SVQ now goes back a long way. I can't recall whether it was the CP or chief engineer but I sat next to one or the other at a conference not all that long after and got a bit of the story over coffee. Closest I came to it was that the seats were of my design - I doubt that that had anything much to do with the mishap.
Folk from one's past. Ron makes more sense than Wes.
SVQ now goes back a long way. I can't recall whether it was the CP or chief engineer but I sat next to one or the other at a conference not all that long after and got a bit of the story over coffee. Closest I came to it was that the seats were of my design - I doubt that that had anything much to do with the mishap.
P2-PNG was the Gulfstream GII when I was at the GFU. The B200 was changed from P2-PNG to P2-PNH
The GII was flown by Capt. Amar Singh Gill, and I think the other was a Paul Kempton, and one other who name escapes me but I think it might have been Dave Foster.. I recall this was Paul's first Jet type training done in the aircraft at POM, and I seem to recall a fair dinkum rejected take-off due to ASI or pitot problems. I hope I have the names correct.
Of course it does not end there:-
We had the Moresby Gliding Club and the little known sequel for the Gulfstream:- spraying Skydrol accross the Queensland plains, and burning rubber when the crew pulled to "T" handle on landing.. .... new tyres and rims please!
Wes Guy was in command at PNG CASA at the time and Ron Green was another lunatic, and was truly out of his depth...
The GII was flown by Capt. Amar Singh Gill, and I think the other was a Paul Kempton, and one other who name escapes me but I think it might have been Dave Foster.. I recall this was Paul's first Jet type training done in the aircraft at POM, and I seem to recall a fair dinkum rejected take-off due to ASI or pitot problems. I hope I have the names correct.
Of course it does not end there:-
We had the Moresby Gliding Club and the little known sequel for the Gulfstream:- spraying Skydrol accross the Queensland plains, and burning rubber when the crew pulled to "T" handle on landing.. .... new tyres and rims please!
Wes Guy was in command at PNG CASA at the time and Ron Green was another lunatic, and was truly out of his depth...
Gliding club.
Many things have changed since the good old days.
After six weeks introducing the B200, P2-PNG, in the late seventies or early eighties (I would have to check my log books for that), I knocked back the Superintendents position at the GFU, to return to Australia as I was only on secondment. Would have been interesting had I stayed, but no regrets.
Jed
After six weeks introducing the B200, P2-PNG, in the late seventies or early eighties (I would have to check my log books for that), I knocked back the Superintendents position at the GFU, to return to Australia as I was only on secondment. Would have been interesting had I stayed, but no regrets.
Jed
P2-PNG was the Gulfstream GII when I was at the GFU. The B200 was changed from P2-PNG to P2-PNH
The GII was flown by Capt. Amar Singh Gill, and I think the other was a Paul Kempton, and one other who name escapes me but I think it might have been Dave Foster.. I recall this was Paul's first Jet type training done in the aircraft at POM, and I seem to recall a fair dinkum rejected take-off due to ASI or pitot problems. I hope I have the names correct.
Of course it does not end there:-
We had the Moresby Gliding Club and the little known sequel for the Gulfstream:- spraying Skydrol accross the Queensland plains, and burning rubber when the crew pulled to "T" handle on landing.. .... new tyres and rims please!
Wes Guy was in command at PNG CASA at the time and Ron Green was another lunatic, and was truly out of his depth...
The GII was flown by Capt. Amar Singh Gill, and I think the other was a Paul Kempton, and one other who name escapes me but I think it might have been Dave Foster.. I recall this was Paul's first Jet type training done in the aircraft at POM, and I seem to recall a fair dinkum rejected take-off due to ASI or pitot problems. I hope I have the names correct.
Of course it does not end there:-
We had the Moresby Gliding Club and the little known sequel for the Gulfstream:- spraying Skydrol accross the Queensland plains, and burning rubber when the crew pulled to "T" handle on landing.. .... new tyres and rims please!
Wes Guy was in command at PNG CASA at the time and Ron Green was another lunatic, and was truly out of his depth...
Moderator
John
Well, here is the full, truthful, unabridged story in rhyme and verse:
The Moresby Gliding Club
A group of young enthusiasts
Met at a local pub
To talk about the common love
“The Moresby Gliding Club”
Their membership was very low
The running costs were high
They needed some dramatic act
To catch the public eye
“I’ve got a good idea” says one
“Been planning it all day
I’ll try it out tomorrow
When coming back from Lae”
The flight to Lae was wonderful
The aircraft right on track
They had no reason to suspect
The drama coming back
Their business done–they climbed aboard
One had a bulging billum
The captain chuckled to himself
“The last ten minutes will thrill ’em
This trick will have no impact
If I fill her up with fuel
I’ll take enough for Top of Climb
And glide in from Mount Yule”
They flew along as smooth as silk
With not a single jolt
But as they got to Galley Reach
Both donks ground to a halt
The Captain said “Thank Christ they’ve stopped
They make a dreadful din
I’ll now complete the exercise
And glide this b@stard in”
A glider is a lovely thing
You see them everywhere
Some metal – others wood and glue
But never a KINGAIR
With noses flat against the glass
The victims watched in horror
And none of them had any doubt
They’d all be dead tomorra
He held her on the centre-line
He called the Tower and said
“For Christ sake make me number one
I’m landing straight ahead”
He put it down right on the “keys”
And made sure he was clear
Then smilingly he turned and said
“I think we need a beer”
“The Aero Club looks very nice
Looks like it’s just been painted”
But there was none to answer him
The bloody lot had fainted
Wes turned and looked him in the eye
He said “Thank Christ that’s ended
It really won’t surprise me
If your licence is suspended!”
“Those passengers we’ve got on board
Look like they’re in a trance
But now you must excuse me
‘Cos I think I’ve sh1t my pants”
When Joe Wal heard it on the phone
His hands flew to his head
His eyes stood out like organ stops
“Fcuk me” was all he said
But when he heard the details
Of this history making flight
His eyes lit up with interest
And he thought of it all night
For Joe had always longed to fly
Although it made him dizzy
But this bloke here could show him how
On days he wasn’t busy
So Joe signed up on the spot
They headed for the pub
Now Joe’s the latest member
Of the Moresby Gliding Club
Sir Jules picked up his phone and heard
A voice known far and wide
“This Grumman that arrives next month
- I wonder how they glide”
Mentioned by Kagamuga:
THE SEQUEL
Now the GII is a racy craft
That really takes some knowing
With power controls and warning lights
Some flashing, others glowing
How well it glides we still can’t say
We haven’t tried that yet
But our entry into Brisbane
Is one we’ll not forget
Skydrol spraying wildly
Across the Queensland plains
The locals dodging madly
To avoid its burns and stains
Towards the runway our skipper aimed it
Sweat upon his brow
And he was heard to mutter
‘We’d be better on a plow’
And with a mighty wallop
We made contact with the strip
Then someone grabbed the ‘Tee’ bar
You could hear the rubber rip
Mid smoke and flying pieces
The four wheels stopped as one
And we skidded off the runway
With much washing to be done!
Thinking of Wes Guy, Slive McIver and I went to see Wes at CAA to ask for single pilot approval for the Talair Citation II, for private, test and ferry operations below 5,700 kg. We argued for an hour, our case was our Citation II and the Citation IISP were one and the same, only the model name was different. All to no avail. Wes would not agree.
As we were leaving, out of the blue Wes offered a dispo against a Senior Commercial Pilot License to fly the Citation. It was useless to Talair, any pilot intending to fly the Citation would already have an SPL. A real mystery........
Until a couple of weeks later my phone rang, it was Wes asking if CAA could hire the Citation for a PNG wide inspection. Of course it would be flown by CAA pilots under Wes's command. All became clear - Wes did not hold an SCPL!
I offered the Citation on condition a Talair Citation endorsed pilot flew in the RH seat. Wes declined the offer!
I can't recall whether it was the CP or chief engineer but I sat next to one or the other at a conference not all that long after and got a bit of the story over coffee.
Well, here is the full, truthful, unabridged story in rhyme and verse:
The Moresby Gliding Club
A group of young enthusiasts
Met at a local pub
To talk about the common love
“The Moresby Gliding Club”
Their membership was very low
The running costs were high
They needed some dramatic act
To catch the public eye
“I’ve got a good idea” says one
“Been planning it all day
I’ll try it out tomorrow
When coming back from Lae”
The flight to Lae was wonderful
The aircraft right on track
They had no reason to suspect
The drama coming back
Their business done–they climbed aboard
One had a bulging billum
The captain chuckled to himself
“The last ten minutes will thrill ’em
This trick will have no impact
If I fill her up with fuel
I’ll take enough for Top of Climb
And glide in from Mount Yule”
They flew along as smooth as silk
With not a single jolt
But as they got to Galley Reach
Both donks ground to a halt
The Captain said “Thank Christ they’ve stopped
They make a dreadful din
I’ll now complete the exercise
And glide this b@stard in”
A glider is a lovely thing
You see them everywhere
Some metal – others wood and glue
But never a KINGAIR
With noses flat against the glass
The victims watched in horror
And none of them had any doubt
They’d all be dead tomorra
He held her on the centre-line
He called the Tower and said
“For Christ sake make me number one
I’m landing straight ahead”
He put it down right on the “keys”
And made sure he was clear
Then smilingly he turned and said
“I think we need a beer”
“The Aero Club looks very nice
Looks like it’s just been painted”
But there was none to answer him
The bloody lot had fainted
Wes turned and looked him in the eye
He said “Thank Christ that’s ended
It really won’t surprise me
If your licence is suspended!”
“Those passengers we’ve got on board
Look like they’re in a trance
But now you must excuse me
‘Cos I think I’ve sh1t my pants”
When Joe Wal heard it on the phone
His hands flew to his head
His eyes stood out like organ stops
“Fcuk me” was all he said
But when he heard the details
Of this history making flight
His eyes lit up with interest
And he thought of it all night
For Joe had always longed to fly
Although it made him dizzy
But this bloke here could show him how
On days he wasn’t busy
So Joe signed up on the spot
They headed for the pub
Now Joe’s the latest member
Of the Moresby Gliding Club
Sir Jules picked up his phone and heard
A voice known far and wide
“This Grumman that arrives next month
- I wonder how they glide”
Mentioned by Kagamuga:
We had the Moresby Gliding Club and the little known sequel for the Gulfstream:
THE SEQUEL
Now the GII is a racy craft
That really takes some knowing
With power controls and warning lights
Some flashing, others glowing
How well it glides we still can’t say
We haven’t tried that yet
But our entry into Brisbane
Is one we’ll not forget
Skydrol spraying wildly
Across the Queensland plains
The locals dodging madly
To avoid its burns and stains
Towards the runway our skipper aimed it
Sweat upon his brow
And he was heard to mutter
‘We’d be better on a plow’
And with a mighty wallop
We made contact with the strip
Then someone grabbed the ‘Tee’ bar
You could hear the rubber rip
Mid smoke and flying pieces
The four wheels stopped as one
And we skidded off the runway
With much washing to be done!
Thinking of Wes Guy, Slive McIver and I went to see Wes at CAA to ask for single pilot approval for the Talair Citation II, for private, test and ferry operations below 5,700 kg. We argued for an hour, our case was our Citation II and the Citation IISP were one and the same, only the model name was different. All to no avail. Wes would not agree.
As we were leaving, out of the blue Wes offered a dispo against a Senior Commercial Pilot License to fly the Citation. It was useless to Talair, any pilot intending to fly the Citation would already have an SPL. A real mystery........
Until a couple of weeks later my phone rang, it was Wes asking if CAA could hire the Citation for a PNG wide inspection. Of course it would be flown by CAA pilots under Wes's command. All became clear - Wes did not hold an SCPL!
I offered the Citation on condition a Talair Citation endorsed pilot flew in the RH seat. Wes declined the offer!
Moresby Gliding Club.
I understand that both engines quit on the B200 around Kabuna NDB, because the fuel boys at Moresby were left to fill the main tanks (the outboard ones) before the departure for Lae where the task was to pick up Cabinet members and bring them to Moresby. However the lads filled the auxiliary (inboard) tanks. 50 nautical glide from whatever level they chose to be. Ron was CP for Norfolk Island Airlines and berated me in front of the pax for landing wing down in a cross wind at Brisbane one afternoon. His claim was that I could tip the prop on the down wing. I tried to get him to understand that it would not happen even if you deflated the main tyres and the olio strut on that side and the tyre and olio on the nose wheel in the hangar. Ron would not have that and I reasoned that he had confused the problem of scraping an outboard engine pod on a 707 with his complaint. Ron did not last long with QANTAS and we wore him until he left us and PNG suffered him.
Jed.
Jed.
John
Well, here is the full, truthful, unabridged story in rhyme and verse:
The Moresby Gliding Club
A group of young enthusiasts
Met at a local pub
To talk about the common love
“The Moresby Gliding Club”
Their membership was very low
The running costs were high
They needed some dramatic act
To catch the public eye
“I’ve got a good idea” says one
“Been planning it all day
I’ll try it out tomorrow
When coming back from Lae”
The flight to Lae was wonderful
The aircraft right on track
They had no reason to suspect
The drama coming back
Their business done–they climbed aboard
One had a bulging billum
The captain chuckled to himself
“The last ten minutes will thrill ’em
This trick will have no impact
If I fill her up with fuel
I’ll take enough for Top of Climb
And glide in from Mount Yule”
They flew along as smooth as silk
With not a single jolt
But as they got to Galley Reach
Both donks ground to a halt
The Captain said “Thank Christ they’ve stopped
They make a dreadful din
I’ll now complete the exercise
And glide this b@stard in”
A glider is a lovely thing
You see them everywhere
Some metal – others wood and glue
But never a KINGAIR
With noses flat against the glass
The victims watched in horror
And none of them had any doubt
They’d all be dead tomorra
He held her on the centre-line
He called the Tower and said
“For Christ sake make me number one
I’m landing straight ahead”
He put it down right on the “keys”
And made sure he was clear
Then smilingly he turned and said
“I think we need a beer”
“The Aero Club looks very nice
Looks like it’s just been painted”
But there was none to answer him
The bloody lot had fainted
Wes turned and looked him in the eye
He said “Thank Christ that’s ended
It really won’t surprise me
If your licence is suspended!”
“Those passengers we’ve got on board
Look like they’re in a trance
But now you must excuse me
‘Cos I think I’ve sh1t my pants”
When Joe Wal heard it on the phone
His hands flew to his head
His eyes stood out like organ stops
“Fcuk me” was all he said
But when he heard the details
Of this history making flight
His eyes lit up with interest
And he thought of it all night
For Joe had always longed to fly
Although it made him dizzy
But this bloke here could show him how
On days he wasn’t busy
So Joe signed up on the spot
They headed for the pub
Now Joe’s the latest member
Of the Moresby Gliding Club
Sir Jules picked up his phone and heard
A voice known far and wide
“This Grumman that arrives next month
- I wonder how they glide”
Mentioned by Kagamuga:
THE SEQUEL
Now the GII is a racy craft
That really takes some knowing
With power controls and warning lights
Some flashing, others glowing
How well it glides we still can’t say
We haven’t tried that yet
But our entry into Brisbane
Is one we’ll not forget
Skydrol spraying wildly
Across the Queensland plains
The locals dodging madly
To avoid its burns and stains
Towards the runway our skipper aimed it
Sweat upon his brow
And he was heard to mutter
‘We’d be better on a plow’
And with a mighty wallop
We made contact with the strip
Then someone grabbed the ‘Tee’ bar
You could hear the rubber rip
Mid smoke and flying pieces
The four wheels stopped as one
And we skidded off the runway
With much washing to be done!
Thinking of Wes Guy, Slive McIver and I went to see Wes at CAA to ask for single pilot approval for the Talair Citation II, for private, test and ferry operations. We argued for an hour, our case was our Citation II and the Citation IISP were one and the same, only the model name was different. All to no avail. Wes would not agree.
As we were leaving, out of the blue Wes offered a dispo against a Senior Pilot License to fly the Citation. It was useless to Talair, any pilot intending to fly the Citation would already have an SPL. A real mystery........
Until a couple of weeks later my phone rang, it was Wes asking if CAA could hire the Citation for a PNG wide inspection. Of course it would be flown by CAA pilots under Wes's command. All became clear - Wes did not hold an SCPL!
I offered the Citation on condition a Talair Citation endorsed pilot flew in the RH seat. Wes declined the offer!
Well, here is the full, truthful, unabridged story in rhyme and verse:
The Moresby Gliding Club
A group of young enthusiasts
Met at a local pub
To talk about the common love
“The Moresby Gliding Club”
Their membership was very low
The running costs were high
They needed some dramatic act
To catch the public eye
“I’ve got a good idea” says one
“Been planning it all day
I’ll try it out tomorrow
When coming back from Lae”
The flight to Lae was wonderful
The aircraft right on track
They had no reason to suspect
The drama coming back
Their business done–they climbed aboard
One had a bulging billum
The captain chuckled to himself
“The last ten minutes will thrill ’em
This trick will have no impact
If I fill her up with fuel
I’ll take enough for Top of Climb
And glide in from Mount Yule”
They flew along as smooth as silk
With not a single jolt
But as they got to Galley Reach
Both donks ground to a halt
The Captain said “Thank Christ they’ve stopped
They make a dreadful din
I’ll now complete the exercise
And glide this b@stard in”
A glider is a lovely thing
You see them everywhere
Some metal – others wood and glue
But never a KINGAIR
With noses flat against the glass
The victims watched in horror
And none of them had any doubt
They’d all be dead tomorra
He held her on the centre-line
He called the Tower and said
“For Christ sake make me number one
I’m landing straight ahead”
He put it down right on the “keys”
And made sure he was clear
Then smilingly he turned and said
“I think we need a beer”
“The Aero Club looks very nice
Looks like it’s just been painted”
But there was none to answer him
The bloody lot had fainted
Wes turned and looked him in the eye
He said “Thank Christ that’s ended
It really won’t surprise me
If your licence is suspended!”
“Those passengers we’ve got on board
Look like they’re in a trance
But now you must excuse me
‘Cos I think I’ve sh1t my pants”
When Joe Wal heard it on the phone
His hands flew to his head
His eyes stood out like organ stops
“Fcuk me” was all he said
But when he heard the details
Of this history making flight
His eyes lit up with interest
And he thought of it all night
For Joe had always longed to fly
Although it made him dizzy
But this bloke here could show him how
On days he wasn’t busy
So Joe signed up on the spot
They headed for the pub
Now Joe’s the latest member
Of the Moresby Gliding Club
Sir Jules picked up his phone and heard
A voice known far and wide
“This Grumman that arrives next month
- I wonder how they glide”
Mentioned by Kagamuga:
THE SEQUEL
Now the GII is a racy craft
That really takes some knowing
With power controls and warning lights
Some flashing, others glowing
How well it glides we still can’t say
We haven’t tried that yet
But our entry into Brisbane
Is one we’ll not forget
Skydrol spraying wildly
Across the Queensland plains
The locals dodging madly
To avoid its burns and stains
Towards the runway our skipper aimed it
Sweat upon his brow
And he was heard to mutter
‘We’d be better on a plow’
And with a mighty wallop
We made contact with the strip
Then someone grabbed the ‘Tee’ bar
You could hear the rubber rip
Mid smoke and flying pieces
The four wheels stopped as one
And we skidded off the runway
With much washing to be done!
Thinking of Wes Guy, Slive McIver and I went to see Wes at CAA to ask for single pilot approval for the Talair Citation II, for private, test and ferry operations. We argued for an hour, our case was our Citation II and the Citation IISP were one and the same, only the model name was different. All to no avail. Wes would not agree.
As we were leaving, out of the blue Wes offered a dispo against a Senior Pilot License to fly the Citation. It was useless to Talair, any pilot intending to fly the Citation would already have an SPL. A real mystery........
Until a couple of weeks later my phone rang, it was Wes asking if CAA could hire the Citation for a PNG wide inspection. Of course it would be flown by CAA pilots under Wes's command. All became clear - Wes did not hold an SCPL!
I offered the Citation on condition a Talair Citation endorsed pilot flew in the RH seat. Wes declined the offer!
After Seaview, Clive McIver ferried a couple of Kingairs to and from China for maintenance at Hawker Pacific at Mascot, and I spent a fair bit of time with him on these trips. That was about 1997. I saw him at Bankstown late 90s/early 2000s outside Hangar 14, think he was flying Metros for whoever was operating out of there in those days - can't remember. Flying was pretty much part time, he was mostly nursing. I often wonder if he's still around.
The thread is slowing down, I check it regularly, biggest, best, and most satisfying part of my life was at Lae Flight Service working with REAL aviators back in the 70’s . I check the thread regularly but we’re mostly in our 70’s and 80’s so sadly attrition is taking its unfair toll. Wish you all well and a great new year.
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The thread is slowing down, I check it regularly, biggest, best, and most satisfying part of my life was at Lae Flight Service working with REAL aviators back in the 70’s . I check the thread regularly but we’re mostly in our 70’s and 80’s so sadly attrition is taking its unfair toll. Wish you all well and a great new year.
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Purchase a Oneway to PNG in 1978 (tourist visa - rejection letter from Talair in hand unopened/still got it!)), hired as scab by Brian sent to Brisbane till Work Permit: looking for any connections of then leaving early Dec 79 to arrive home and seeing he died in the Jungles where I Rember him giving my checkout like yesterday "There is No Go Around" dong relief from my Milne Bay Base
Where is Ron Green today? I knew him in Oman, I knew he retired to Noosa but that was the last I heard.
