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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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Silly Old Git
does anyone know where the photos that were up in the Wewak Hotel showing raids on Wewak got to?
Was a fantastic collection
The low level shot out of a tail turret over Boram strip which showed a Jap gunner in his pit looking straight up at the camera !
Wish I had of had the bottle to go and poke around in them tunnels !
The locals use to pile up bombs from their gardens on the side of the road for the army to pick up and dispose.
They blew up 500 pounders near Cape Wom that shook the whole town.
Was a fantastic collection
The low level shot out of a tail turret over Boram strip which showed a Jap gunner in his pit looking straight up at the camera !
Wish I had of had the bottle to go and poke around in them tunnels !
The locals use to pile up bombs from their gardens on the side of the road for the army to pick up and dispose.
They blew up 500 pounders near Cape Wom that shook the whole town.
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Remember the " Dumbo " Rabaul Town Council workers with a truckload of unexploded WW11 bombs rattling their way through town , down Mango Ave , to the airport where they dumped them in the still smouldering rubbish tip at the eastern end of the strip.
Was quite a hazard when they started going off !.
Was quite a hazard when they started going off !.
Nice reporting from the Post Courier...
Rascals get another gun
MORE arms and ammunition are ending up in wrong hands due to carelessness by licensed gun owners as well as apathy by communities towards fighting crime.
Another such incident happened at the Lae Golf Club course on Monday when five youths held up an expatriate and his wife and took off with a bag containing a .9mm pistol with 17 rounds.
Lae police chief Simon Kauba said the youths, armed with knifes, held up the couple who were exercising on the golf course and stabbed the husband in the right arm before escaping with the bag.
Yup!...carelessness by the owner alright...he shudda put 3 rounds in each rascal and gone for an SP.
I'm sure the boys in blue are hot on the trail of the offenders!
Rascals get another gun
MORE arms and ammunition are ending up in wrong hands due to carelessness by licensed gun owners as well as apathy by communities towards fighting crime.
Another such incident happened at the Lae Golf Club course on Monday when five youths held up an expatriate and his wife and took off with a bag containing a .9mm pistol with 17 rounds.
Lae police chief Simon Kauba said the youths, armed with knifes, held up the couple who were exercising on the golf course and stabbed the husband in the right arm before escaping with the bag.
Yup!...carelessness by the owner alright...he shudda put 3 rounds in each rascal and gone for an SP.
I'm sure the boys in blue are hot on the trail of the offenders!
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He shudda put three rounds in each....
Will never forget what a senior Police Officer once said to me about what I should do if I ever caught a raskol breaking into the 'Pilots Mansion.'
You only live twice. Once when
you're born. Once when
you've looked death in the face.
Silly Old Git
Har har Two dogs thanks mate.
Did you know the gentleman in question?
I was flying the day that happened and heard Mike enroute Madang to annanberg in a 402.
I thought at the time whats Cheungy up to sending a 402 in there?
By the time I got into GKA it was on the tom toms.
Did you know the gentleman in question?
I was flying the day that happened and heard Mike enroute Madang to annanberg in a 402.
I thought at the time whats Cheungy up to sending a 402 in there?
By the time I got into GKA it was on the tom toms.
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I knew him fairly well after he joined TAL from SPAC.
A bit rough on aircraft with his bluddy great # 12's or whatever they gave him in the Rhodesian police Force in those days. Still, a great bloke and I am currently trying to ascertain the truth in the story that he was hacked to death by rebels after returtning to Zimbabwe.
A bit rough on aircraft with his bluddy great # 12's or whatever they gave him in the Rhodesian police Force in those days. Still, a great bloke and I am currently trying to ascertain the truth in the story that he was hacked to death by rebels after returtning to Zimbabwe.
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I heard some years ago that he died in an aircraft accident somewhere in Africa. But that was only second hand rumour.
Still amazed he put VH-SAB into the Ramu ... and never got wet himself.....
Still amazed he put VH-SAB into the Ramu ... and never got wet himself.....
Silly Old Git
I believe the hulk of the 402 was found some years later when a former TAL/Pixie/ pilot(DM) got the salvage rights to the TriLander that went ker..splash in the same fashion.
I also seem to recall the diver on the job was a kiwi TAL pilot originally from Auckland?
Hope you find out what happened to Mike Sharpie.
He was one of the funniest buggers I ever came across.
Once while on a big search for a lost Baron at Nomad River in absolutely super ****e on the deck western district weather he piped up in his regimental pommy accent....
"Moresby ,GKO have completed square search of area xyz am now commencing a square search for Nomad River call ops normal at three zero "
I also seem to recall the diver on the job was a kiwi TAL pilot originally from Auckland?
Hope you find out what happened to Mike Sharpie.
He was one of the funniest buggers I ever came across.
Once while on a big search for a lost Baron at Nomad River in absolutely super ****e on the deck western district weather he piped up in his regimental pommy accent....
"Moresby ,GKO have completed square search of area xyz am now commencing a square search for Nomad River call ops normal at three zero "
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Womera.
I did hear years ago, that after returning to the darkest Africa, Mike survived a very bad prang when a Piper Aztec landed on top of the Aztec he was flying on final approach at the time.
His aircraft rolled up into a ball, with wings bent over the fuse prohibiting rapid exit of those inside. Remarkably Grant and all got out ok No fire. Not sure of the other aircraft though.
I did hear years ago, that after returning to the darkest Africa, Mike survived a very bad prang when a Piper Aztec landed on top of the Aztec he was flying on final approach at the time.
His aircraft rolled up into a ball, with wings bent over the fuse prohibiting rapid exit of those inside. Remarkably Grant and all got out ok No fire. Not sure of the other aircraft though.
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"He was one of the funniest buggers I ever came across..."
Never had a sence of humour on the morning after the Ramu River prang. Someone passed a comment about the C402 not being an amphibian and I thought Mike was gunna deck him!!!
Never had a sence of humour on the morning after the Ramu River prang. Someone passed a comment about the C402 not being an amphibian and I thought Mike was gunna deck him!!!
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A few TAL pilots where pretty leery of the 185.
Mike was one of them and avoided it.
One day a training pilot grabbed Mike and a 185 at Hagen and said to me get in the back for a bit of a load we going flying.
Unfortunately the 185 he chose didnt have rudder pedals on the right hand side.
Mike planted his big number 16 boots on the pedals gave it the tit and off we went.
After several pig roots and lurches down the runway Mike managed to get airborne off the grass verge at not more than 30 degrees to the centre line.
Around we went in the circuit for a landing.
I knew by the sight of the fire truck moving along the runway we were gonna die.
It turned out to be about the shortest landing Ive ever seen in a 185 just an enormous ker--bloody---rash ! followed by a sickening ground loop and everything stopped.
When the dust settled a black face holding a firehose was looking through the windscreen with a big buai grin.
Mike was never again asked to fly the 185 .
Mike was one of them and avoided it.
One day a training pilot grabbed Mike and a 185 at Hagen and said to me get in the back for a bit of a load we going flying.
Unfortunately the 185 he chose didnt have rudder pedals on the right hand side.
Mike planted his big number 16 boots on the pedals gave it the tit and off we went.
After several pig roots and lurches down the runway Mike managed to get airborne off the grass verge at not more than 30 degrees to the centre line.
Around we went in the circuit for a landing.
I knew by the sight of the fire truck moving along the runway we were gonna die.
It turned out to be about the shortest landing Ive ever seen in a 185 just an enormous ker--bloody---rash ! followed by a sickening ground loop and everything stopped.
When the dust settled a black face holding a firehose was looking through the windscreen with a big buai grin.
Mike was never again asked to fly the 185 .
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Tinpis got this from Alky and sent on to me:
THE MAN FROM RAMU RIVER
Down along the Ramu river
where the Annenburgers dwell
and missionaries are in hundreds
all with a creed to sell.
There came a daring flyer
by the name of Michael Grant
who left behind a legend
that became a sing-sing chant.
As he roared into the circuit
of Annenberg that day
he thought about the village folk
and of their work and play.
He wondered how they killed the time
in such a fess-hole spot
and came up with the answer
with food and sleep and ****.
Now the landing was a good one
for everyone to see
and Mike was high in spirits
he indulged in repartee.
Disgorged his load then looked about
for fares on his return
he cast his eyes on anxious tribe
with money there to burn.
The tribe, half score and cashless
was soon sitting in the kite
their cargo followed suit
Mike deduced it far from light.
Half a dozen mammoth billums
fifteen Kakaruks as well
Muruks, pigs and kaukau too
by jesus what a smell.
He did his checks and line up
then gave the donks full blast
and proceeded with the take-off
acceleration wasn't fast.
The airspeed stayed at sixty
and not a damned knot more
he nipped the buttons on the seat
and 'sheet' the pilot swore.
Down along the Ramu airstrip
about a marker from the end
he gave her sixty inches
the situation to amend.
And at this time as if to add
more troubles to his woes
a Muruk picked a locker catch
open sprung the bloody nose.
A flock of fowls came flying out
as off the strip ran they
to plunge into the Ramu drink
with a mighty shower of spray.
She floated for a little while
the tribe was heard to sing
"Mipela I dai pinis"
as they climbed onto the wing.
Then came the final plunge
the plane sank out of sight
beneath the Ramu's flowing waves
by jesus, what a fright.
Our hero swam like a champion
as he made towards the shore
he'd led a life of adventure
but none like this before.
For dodging crocs in a river
was not his type of fun
and Junior would really blow his stack
when he heard what he had done.
A Preacher helped him up the bank
placed a towel around his head
Grant regailed him with a hearty
"God f... me f...ing dead!"
He knocked the preacher to the ground
and his temper vented loose
the air was blue with obscenities
and sounds of his abuse.
He demolished half the township
kicked a stray dog in the guts
grabbed the strip reporting agent
and removed the fellow's nuts.
Now the Man from Ramu River
is a household word today
and canoes are all the rage again
down Annenburger way.
The very thought of flying
will cause these folks to shiver
they'll not forget that fateful day
the 402 went in the river.
Sadly, we believe Mike subsequently died in an aircraft accident in Africa.
THE MAN FROM RAMU RIVER
Down along the Ramu river
where the Annenburgers dwell
and missionaries are in hundreds
all with a creed to sell.
There came a daring flyer
by the name of Michael Grant
who left behind a legend
that became a sing-sing chant.
As he roared into the circuit
of Annenberg that day
he thought about the village folk
and of their work and play.
He wondered how they killed the time
in such a fess-hole spot
and came up with the answer
with food and sleep and ****.
Now the landing was a good one
for everyone to see
and Mike was high in spirits
he indulged in repartee.
Disgorged his load then looked about
for fares on his return
he cast his eyes on anxious tribe
with money there to burn.
The tribe, half score and cashless
was soon sitting in the kite
their cargo followed suit
Mike deduced it far from light.
Half a dozen mammoth billums
fifteen Kakaruks as well
Muruks, pigs and kaukau too
by jesus what a smell.
He did his checks and line up
then gave the donks full blast
and proceeded with the take-off
acceleration wasn't fast.
The airspeed stayed at sixty
and not a damned knot more
he nipped the buttons on the seat
and 'sheet' the pilot swore.
Down along the Ramu airstrip
about a marker from the end
he gave her sixty inches
the situation to amend.
And at this time as if to add
more troubles to his woes
a Muruk picked a locker catch
open sprung the bloody nose.
A flock of fowls came flying out
as off the strip ran they
to plunge into the Ramu drink
with a mighty shower of spray.
She floated for a little while
the tribe was heard to sing
"Mipela I dai pinis"
as they climbed onto the wing.
Then came the final plunge
the plane sank out of sight
beneath the Ramu's flowing waves
by jesus, what a fright.
Our hero swam like a champion
as he made towards the shore
he'd led a life of adventure
but none like this before.
For dodging crocs in a river
was not his type of fun
and Junior would really blow his stack
when he heard what he had done.
A Preacher helped him up the bank
placed a towel around his head
Grant regailed him with a hearty
"God f... me f...ing dead!"
He knocked the preacher to the ground
and his temper vented loose
the air was blue with obscenities
and sounds of his abuse.
He demolished half the township
kicked a stray dog in the guts
grabbed the strip reporting agent
and removed the fellow's nuts.
Now the Man from Ramu River
is a household word today
and canoes are all the rage again
down Annenburger way.
The very thought of flying
will cause these folks to shiver
they'll not forget that fateful day
the 402 went in the river.
Sadly, we believe Mike subsequently died in an aircraft accident in Africa.
