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Haste Makes Waste

As aviation professionals, we all try our very best to accomplish the mission. Sometimes, this desire to produce the best results in a minimal amount of time works against us. This article highlights an instance where my desire to get the job done in the least amount of time turned into a Class C mishap.

A Break in Standards

In a rush to get the bump aircraft run up, the PC passed in front of the weapon the door gunner was carrying and arrived at the aircraft an instant before the door gunner placed the weapon on the ground. Then, the inevitable happened. As the 240H was placed on the ground, it discharged.

  • 27 April 2025
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Build a Solid Foundation

Under night vision goggles (NVGs), none of us could tell the area I picked was going to be soft, deep sand that grabbed us by the wheels the second we touched down. As the aircraft abruptly stopped, all of us were thrown forward and caught by our harnesses, except one crew chief.

  • 20 April 2025
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Bird is the Word

The radios were silent, systems were in the green and the Atlantic Ocean was rolling calmly along the empty white-sand beaches below. “Bird, 11 o’clock,” the left seater said matter-of-factly. “Contact,” responded the right seat, followed by smooth cyclic inputs that guided the aircraft effortlessly toward the one o’clock position.

  • 13 April 2025
  • Author: USACRC Editor
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Brief a Real Plan

My career, like those of most Army aviators, consists of routine flights that represent a lot of planning. But some of those routine flights turn into memorable events. One of those now-memorable flights was a routine mission transporting two people from Cairns Army Airfield at Fort Novosel, Alabama, to Fort Leavenworth, Kansas, and then returning.

  • 6 April 2025
  • Author: USACRC Editor
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Don't be a HATR

Just after midnight, there was a knock on the door to my containerized housing unit. I opened it to see my platoon leader (captain) and platoon sergeant standing there grimly. I knew we hadn’t crashed, but by the looks on their faces, I knew something happened.

  • 1 April 2025
  • Author: USACRC Editor
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