Our work schedule was six on one off. But if you were in the area on your day off you got drafted to work. So I went flying.
I got to fly with an Army Loach pilot WO Bone. His unit was next to our barracks. Found out that we lived five miles from each other in the world. He agreed to take me flying. I got these pictures on my days off.
After Bone tried to teach me to fly it was decided that I have no talent for flying. When I took control, I could not fly in a straight line.
The main purpose of the flights was to support Army engineers. The engineers were clearing the vegetation from roadsides.
I got a lot of strange looks from grunts “What is the wing nut doing here?” When I told them I was flying to avoid work they offered to change places. Ah, to be young and stupid again.
Two plows, with battle ship anchor chain between them, would drive down the roadside knocking over everything in the way. We would pickup the CO who radio instructions to the drivers. “Five degrees right, straight ahead, watch out for the ambush”. One day the VC/NVA setup an ambush... We were flying overhead unaware of the ambush. Thinking they were spotted, the VC prematurely setoff the ambush. We did not have clue until we landed. No one was hurt.
This happens when two big ass plows drag a big ass chain along the road. Less harmful than Agent Orange.
SONG BE MOUNTAIN TOP
This is an Army comm. station. The Army held the mountain top, the VC held everything else.
I got to fly with an Army copter pilot (Loach). His unit was next to our area. Found out that we lived five miles from each other in the world. He agreed to take me flying. Our work schedule was six on one off. But if you were in the area on your day off you get drafted to work. So I went flying. I got this picture and the next one on my days off.
SONG BE MOUNTAIN STREAM
This picture was taken over Song Be Mountain. This is what I did on my days off. There are a lot of beautiful places in Vietnam. Too bad there so much unexploded bombs.