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Pan Am Flight 843

Yesterday I came across a random tweet on X about an incident involving a Pan American Boeing 707 departing from San Francisco International Airport back in 1965.

The incident is seared into my foggy memory banks because the incident occurred one afternoon when I was walking home from high school (we lived in Daly City, California at the time).

I vividly remember seeing that 707 with its wing in flames juxtaposed against the hillside of San Bruno Mountain. It was trailing black smoke and didn’t seem like it was going to make it. I stood there an just stared, feeling totally helpless as there obviously wasn’t anything I could do to help.

I watched as it crossed over and out of my view. I didn’t know what to expect but fortunately there wasn’t any signs of a crash, no column of black smoke coming over the horizon etc.

As the Wikipedia entry describes, the pilots were able to turn the 707 out over the Pacific Ocean, across the Golden Gate and eventually landed at Travis Air Force Base. Fortunately the fire on the wing was extinguished and the landing was without incident.

Funny how these memories come back to you – triggered by serendipity having randomly seen that tweet about this incident which happened sixty years this month!

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My Ride in a Goodyear Blimp

Today’s Sunday New York Times has an article written by Ken Belson about the 100 year anniversary of the Goodyear blimp. Curiously it’s titled “No Drone Can Compare With The Goodyear Blimp”.

Many years ago – in high school I think – I took a ride in a Goodyear blimp. We departed from the Oakland Airport. My friend’s father had entered a contest at a Goodyear tire store and he won a ride for two on one of their blimps. He was gracious to suggest I join his son for the ride instead of taking it for himself.

My memories are faded but I do remember a few things. Like how weird it was having a team of guys catching ropes to land and moor the thing. How it had one wheel at the rear of the cabin and it would weathervane in the wind around its mooring mast. How the interior of the cabin had these sloping sidewalls and we could look down easily out of the windows.

But what I most remember was how the cabin of the blimp swung gently side to side. It was such an unnerving movement to be floating and rolling at the same time (and not silently as the two piston engines on the side of the cabin made quite a racket!).

I’m sure I have some pictures of our ride somewhere but so many of those old pre-digital era photos are pretty much lost to history in the depths of storage boxes somewhere at home! Maybe one day I’ll find them before I’m gone and delight in a new flood of memories that they bring back!

Meanwhile it turns out there’s an Instagram feed for the blimps that’s mentioned in the New York Times story today.