ya know you cant just have one. There are many!! such as the massive mudd fight in basic bushcraft, my first tramp up the pinnicles in Themes(the people who went on that got to see my true side when i really angry and then all happy with no negative things from me.), when i did every meal on a camp for about 20 people, when i filmed a whole camp on base and my favourite when i realised how close i was with my lil brother(not really my lil brother but we are like brother & sister), and the tramp this year thats when i realised how close i was to my closest friends
Post by atcassidy_30hobby on Dec 24, 2005 19:11:15 GMT 12
I can't think of a most memorable moment, but my funniest moment would have to be wakiing up in the middle of the night to see all the male cadets on parade in nothing but their pjs which in some cases was nothing but boxers. Ha I will never forget that.
Very nice to know that outsiders know about the mysterious yet comic goings-ons at 30 squadrons camps. I personally would have to say that the most memorable moment would have to be was when a couple of the cadets were lyed on during a night exercise. Also another memorable moment would have to be when on basic bushcraft when another night exercise came and many of the cadets were either used for toilets, beds or even just plain logs to be carried off further down the hill.Good stuff guys and girls.
Post by atcassidy_30hobby on Jan 7, 2006 15:42:55 GMT 12
Which cadets? If I recall correctly the majority of 30 sqn cadets have been either used as a bed, couch, log or even a toilet in various cases(as you've mentioned)...(and I was a good log..)..good times good times.
My most memorable moment in the ATC? Well several actually, many involve activities at RNZAF Base Wigram such as .22 target shooting at the rifle range, being taken up in an Airtourer by one of the instructors for aerobatics and mock dogfights against the other Airtourer, going for air experience flights in Iroquois and Friendship, being flown as a passenger in Andover, Hercules and 727 aircraft to Whenuapai, Ohakea and Woodbourne. It's a real shame that with Wigram closing a lot of the 'Air' activities have been taken out of the ATC here now.
SNCO course at ohakea, circa 1995. it was hard to get back into that after i had just spent the previous week with 75 sqn on "live and work", it was the best the guys there treated me like one of the team, I was very close to a flight to the "kaipara range" in a ta4-k . In fact it was that close they had to get approval from my parents, our area training advisor (sgt peters!!!) and I believe also the Comander of the air force, but I was to tall and would have lost everything from the knees down in the event of ejection (small price to pay I thought). But I did get to have a go in the aermacchi sim, which, was not quite the back seat in a skyhawk but......
Friendship flights (touch and goes)/gliding all fun,
But....the most memorable was at Wigram rifle range shooting .22's (trying to get the tight 5) when a massive boom rang out next to me or near me, our Squadron Flight Sergent had brought his .303... hearing wasn't quite the same for a few days. Ploughed massive furrows into the dirt behind the targets
Replacing the targets and finding the backs of the targets, had shall we say interesting pictures ...... I'll leave it there
Apparently not long after that the range was closed, as the stop mound had to be replaced, as there was too much metal in it, and could/was causing ricochets.
Standing behind the pilots in a C-130 as we flew through the Marlbrough Sounds on the way to national camp at Dip Flat. We were banking steeply around a corner and there right in front of us was a interisland ferry. We instantly levelled out and did a very steep leap up and over the ferry.
I will never forget the size of the eyes of the ferry bridge crew.
Mine would have to be going up to Singapore as "supernumerary crew" on our brand new C-130 (NZ 7001) in 1965. Went via Brisbane, Port Moresby and Labuan, stayed at Changi Creek Air Transit Centre and back via Cocos Island and Perth. This was just before I left 19 (Auckland) Squadron as (was past the age limit!)We had to take the"scenic route" as we couldn't overfly Indonesia as it was during Confontation
Second most memorable would be a day trip we did on the cruiser HMNZS Royalist in the Hauraki Gulf on a anti aircraft exercise in 1960-Jeez those main 5 inch guns were loud!
Hmmm, well to counterbalance the "straight" moments above...on our first Dak flight to an Ohakea camp, I packed a vial of "Evening in Rotorua"..a particularly concentrated fluid that vapourised H2S (and not the radar form). At cruising altitude the cap seal leaked and a dreadful vapour filled the DC3 fom flight-deck to dunny. The CO stormed back to discover the source of the sickening stench, and being unable to avoid LOL I was ordered to drop the vial in the can. I discovered the power of black comedy that day. These days you'd be jailed for a stunt like that...hence IMHO our youth are growing up, all too often as wimps.
A memorable moment would be doing night exercises with territorials just outside Dargaville. The mission was for cadets to cross broken terrain unarmed while evading capture. I choose a strategy of low and slow, rather than dash and drop as some others had opted.
I was moving so cautious and quietly that at one point I almost crawled on top of a couple of territorials camping in tussock. The only reason I didn't fall into their foxhole was that when I was about two metres out, some other cadets were making a dash further to the west. One of the territorials rose up and fired on the running cadets with his shotgun (using blanks of course ;D ).
What was memorable about it was that I didn't know they were there; they didn't know I was there, and all I saw was the silhouette of soldier rise up unexpectedly from the earth and spew fire as he unleashed a series of massive blasts from his weapon; which shook the ground around me. Good thing I wasn't directly in front of him.
Once the territorials completed their firing exercise and moved off to confirm their capture, I quietly headed another way.
Post by Officer Crabtree on Mar 28, 2011 22:49:06 GMT 12
Since I've only been with ATC for 9 or so weeks, the most memorable moment for me was a night ex where we had to camouflage ourselves. I did not do well, as both times I happened to be lying in the NCOs path,and they trod on me.
Last night I lay in bed looking up at the stars in the sky and I thought to myself, where the heck is the ceiling.