phantomdriver
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avbug said:Peaks on the west side are a little over 15,000, I believe, and about 9,500 on the left. On radar, it forms a narrow corridor which is misleading, because it isn't straight. Stay just east of the highway at night and (don't quote me here) I believe above 7,500' between Bishop and Lone Pine.
The peaks on the West side go all the way up to 14, 495 feet, Mt. Whitney, the tallest mountain in the lower 48 states. There are also, along the Sierra Crest, 11 other mountains over 14,000 feet, and one, Mt. Williamson, though in the Sierra, sits just off the sierra crest at 14,375 feet. On the East, near Bishop it is the White Mountains, and White Mountain itself is 14,250 feet. To the South on the east side is the Inyo Mountains and they are closer to the 9,500 feet you mentioned. There is one more peak in California that is over 14,000 feet and that is Mt. Shasta in the Syskiyou Range of Northern California.
avbug said:Of course, if you can live anywhere other than Kalifornia...it's always best.
Just ask any Kalifornian.
scangadah said:I knew a guy that was in the back of a Lance(cargo config) and the howling wind blew the door shut and locked him in. He just about froze solid when the courier let him ot.
CorpLearDriver said:I have a vague recollection of this incident. It happened after AMF intalled the all metal cargo interiors in their aircraft. When I was in the Lance, it had a 1" Plywood Bulkhead between the front two seats and the back and a plywood floor. The cargo net was thrown anchored behind the pilot seats in front of the bulkhead and was thrown over it and the cargo and attached via hooks at the rear of the cabin.
Coming out of Mammoth and Bishop at night on my way to Inyokern and Willie J Fox and Burbank, I usually overflew Lone Pine because another airplane had picked up the work 45 minutes before. So, I only had 5 bags on board, which isn't much under that cargo net. Over Owens Lake in the winter time, I'd slow way down, throw the gear out and get beat up pretty good. Those bags spent more time against the net and ceiling of the cabin than they ever did lying on the plywood.
And then there was the "squeeze".....
scangadah said:That was it exactly. That metal bulkhead had the little window in it.
I only did that run a few times. Hated the "squeeze".
I also remember that in town there is that gas station with the 2" galvy pipe welded at a crazy angle and pointed at MT. Whitney. It was mounted next to sidewalk like a hillbilly telescope.
Spooky 1 said:Okay I am really dating myself but here goes. Back in the early sixties there was a fellow named Bob White. He owned Bob White Flying Service out of Lone Pine and was recognized as "the authority" on flying along the Eastern Sierras. There were a couple of airports actually in the local mountains, Templeton Meadows, and Monache Meadows as I recall. Both of these airports had taken their toll on lives and airframes. Not sure if either of them are open these days. I had only been into Monache Meadows once with a fellow that had a lot more experience than I. Bob White was famous for a lot of things but probably one of the biggest was finding a DC3 that had crashed up against Mt. Whitney in the winter of 1969?
Outside of Lone Pine, right up against the mountains there is a road refered to as "movie road". There were probably dozens if not more western movies shot up in these locations. Watching westerns from the 60's era, you can see some of the local sights in the background.
Spooky 1 said:Bob White was famous for a lot of things but probably one of the biggest was finding a DC3 that had crashed up against Mt. Whitney in the winter of 1969?
They were coming from somewhere (Hawthorne, Searchlight, NV?) to Burbank in the middle of a snowstorm. 26 pax, two pilots, and a stew. They were tryng to sneak over on to the western side of the mountains. The storm was so powerful that even though this happened around Christmas, they did not locate the airplane until the following summer. Probably a lot of DC3 parts still up there on the mountain side. It was a very big deal in the Calfornia papers at the time. I think a Google search would provide more details but none the less, Bob White was the man that found the wreckage.