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en zoek even naar het verhaal zoals neergetikt door de Zee-AWACS-chauffeur.
Waarschijnlijk geen foto's, laat staan film, anders was dit een mooi tafereel voorThe Visiting Vulcan
It was 1965, and HMS Centaur's last summer.
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One of the pilots must have done a Fleet Air Arm exchange at some point.
On the Flight Deck we couldn't hear the radio exchanges but it was clear they were doing a standard carrier join.
In from astern and up the starboard side close to the ship at 400 feet.
10 seconds ahead of the ship and then a port break onto the downwind leg.
Wheels down, flap down, finals turn and there it was -
huge and looming at us,
they had clearly picked up the mirror and were coming straight down the Glideslope......
We stood silent, rooted with fascination as it got bigger.
When the Vulcan reached about 100 feet a voice said "Bloody 'ELL!" and there was a concerted dive for the catwalks.
At the last moment, the Vulcan lazily lifted the starboard wing to avoid the island (just!), opened up all four Olympus engines to full chat,
flew along the port side of the angled deck just above the highest object (the Mirror Sight was about 10 feet high)
and then pulled up as close to the vertical as it could.
The sight was impressive, the noise was bone-shaking.
The Vulcan leveled off, waggled its wings and departed. And about a thousand of us climbed sheepishly out of the catwalks.......
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