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Off-Topic Discussion => General Discussion => Topic started by: diamondgeezer on March 20, 2004, 04:00:52 pm
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I'm off to RNAS Yeovilton (http://www.royal-navy.mod.uk/static/pages/1945.html) in Sommerset for a few days. If you don't hear from me again, it's likely because I've died in a helicopter crash or drowned in the Dunker. Whoo
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Noted.
If you do go down in a ball of fire, try and aim towards some innocent bystanders.
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At least leave a friend with instructions to post here all the grisly details of your demise - it's no fun unless we know what happened! :p
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Originally posted by an0n
If you do go down in a ball of fire, try and aim towards some innocent bystanders.
Try not to be too sober either.
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Like that's actually a problem. :p
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I wonder how he's gone read these posts...
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Jesus, does nobody here listen?
Heaven has OC192's[/i].
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*bump*
Hehe, that trip owned. I did this (http://users.chariot.net.au/~theburfs/images/r93sh2a3.jpg) and this (http://www.okinawa.usmc.mil/Public%20Affairs%20Info/Images%20Complete/HighResImages/020830-dunker.jpg), among other things. I'm so applying to be a naval aviator :nod:
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Well, atleast then you won't have to conceal the fact that you're a flaming homosexual. That a benefit, right?
Looks fun, but what exactly is happening in that 2nd picture? It looks like they're firing you out of a tube underwater, for what purpose I can only imagine. Or actually I can't, thats the problem.
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It's the Dunker. Basically a big steel can with three rows of seats inside. You strap yourself in, then it's hoisted up by a crane and dropped in to the pool. It's inside a big steel ring so it can invert as it sinks. Then the guy by the window pulls the handle, and the next guy (me, in this case) punches the window out. Then you all swim out, and it's back home in time for tea and medals. Oh, and it's in flight suits and boots, natch :)
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That's not exactly naval aviation, that's SAR work. The two are closely intertwined though.
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So does this little adventure cost anything, or do you just have to pretend like you're interested in joining the Royal Navy? I wonder if Canada has anything like this. Free helicopter jumping and underwater shenannigans; I'de pretend to be interested in joining pretty much anything.
Hopefully, one day political parties will all institute this policy, and votes will be based on who's amusement was better.
I really liked the Conservative's paragliding, but then again the Greens did let me drive a tank. Choices, choices...
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I can't load the second pic. Bummer, I wanna see the Dunker. :o
Sounds like you had an excellent time, DG. Are you really going to apply for a position in the navy?
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I have applied. Next thing ought to be an aptitude test - tests like using a joystick to track a line of dots :eek: Dunno if I'll be able to handle a joystick, I'm not really much good with computer games :nervous:
Lib, the point of the dunker is to practice escaping from a ditched helo. We were shown some video clips in the breifing, including a USN Sea Stallion pilot who landed a bit off-center, so his observer told him to go back up and try again. Instead, he went backwards, got his wheel caught in a crash barrier and flipped the damn thing over backwards in to the water. The crew survived thanks to their training, but the soldiers in the back all drowned. We actually had a load of US Black Hawk crews in there that day. I'd imagine they'd appreciate being aboe to get out of a helo in a hurry as, in their words, the Black Hawk 'floats like manhole cover'...
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Originally posted by an0n
Noted.
If you do go down in a ball of fire, try and aim towards some innocent bystanders.
[color=66ff00]I always tell my workmates that come in hungover 'if you're going to be sick, aim for a customer'.
If I were in the position, I'd aim for a high ranking target such as the person who's looking to know what price the item they're holding is (even though it's clearly displayed), or perhaps the woman who let her kids run amok in the toys section as it keeps them from annoying her whilst she peruses at her leisure.
We usually have to deal with a lost, trumatised kid a short time after that's lost his or her mother.
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