A Little History Before We Cut Fabric (off the airframe)

The Callair Cadet was part wishful thinking and part good old American determination. It came to pass through the sale of the aircraft type certificate (A-737) by the Interstate Aircraft and Engineering Company first to Harlow Aircraft Company, then to the Call Aircraft Company of Afton, Wyoming. If Afton rings a bell, it's because in more recent years manufacturing for the Christen Eagle, Pitts Special and Aviat Husky are there. These companies are all heirs to the Call legacy.

Barlow Call flying s/n 1001

More on the Calls and their Cadets (and other designs) in a later post; for now, we'll look at Interstate, an El Segundo, California, outfit that responded in 1940 to a government request that outlined the need for a rugged training airplane to prepare pilots for a war that was sure to involve the United States. The design they came up with looked vaguely similar to the Stinson, Piper, Taylorcraft and Aeronca designs of the day but Interstate came late to the party and their airplanes were priced significantly higher than their counterparts - almost three times as much as a Piper Cub, for example. The Interstate engineers were all young and, for the most part, had no idea how to design an airplane so they stole across the airport ramp and measured several airplanes to come up with some basic configurations. True story. The Civilian Pilot Training Program was in full swing and trainers were in short supply; the airplane the schools got for their money was one that could really take a beating day in and day out. A shortage of the most popular horizontally-opposed, 4-cylinder engines built by Continental and Lycoming left Interstate again taking leftovers. Most of the S-1 Cadets were powered by variants of the Franklin engine.

From the online collection of Ron Dupas

The instructor sat in the back tandem seat and the student sat in front. Inflight visibility was very good for the front seat occupant; the back seat visibility was somewhat restricted by the wing. A couple of the first Cadets were crated and shipped to Hawaii where they were operated by a flying school at the Rodgers civilian airport next to Pearl Harbor. Despite Hollywood's depiction in the movie "Tora Tora Tora", an attractive, young woman was giving flying lessons in one of those Cadets on December 7, 1941 ... but it's better in her own words:

"At the twilight's last gleaming

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by Cornelia Fort, Woman's Home Companion, June, 1943.

“I KNEW I was going to join the Women's Auxiliary Ferrying Squadron before the organization was a reality, before it had a name, before it was anything but a radical idea in the minds of a few men who believed that women could fly airplanes. But I never knew it so surely as I did in Honolulu on December 7, 1941.
“At dawn that morning I drove from Waikiki to the John Rodgers civilian airport right next to Pearl Harbor, where I was a civilian pilot instructor. Shortly after six-thirty I began landing and take-off practice with my regular student.
“Coming in just before the last landing, I looked casually around and saw a military plane coming directly toward me. I jerked the controls away from my student and jammed the throttle wide open to pull above the oncoming plane. He passed so close under us that our celluloid windows rattled violently ..."
Cornelia Fort was killed in 1943 in a mid-air collision while on a formation flight in Texas. An airport in her hometown of Nashville TN is named in her honor.

As an observation airplane, the Cadet had few peers with its abundance of windows in a rear greenhouse configuration. Some were fitted as air ambulances.

An Interstate L-6A Grasshopper (s/n 43-2680) of the National Museum of the United States Air Force, in Dayton, Ohio.

Official description: "The Interstate Co. entered the (military) aviation industry in 1940 with the S-1B "Cadet," a tandem seat liaison airplane. When the United States entered World War II, the U.S. Army Air Forces contracted with Interstate for 250 S-1B aircraft, designating the prototype as the XO-63. It was the last airplane to use the "O" (for observation) designation. Later, the USAAF designated the production airplane as the L-6. The aircraft, however, had significant overheating problems that were only partially solved. It had the dubious distinction that fewer L-6s were built than any other USAAF liaison aircraft. The USAAF used the L-6 as a utility transport, liaison and training aircraft in the United States but never shipped it overseas. After the war, the remaining L-6s were sold as surplus."

The Interstate company was in trouble. The Army Air Corps didn't add to their initial order for S-1 Cadets or the L-6. Prospects were looking dim.  A quiet group of engineers, however, were breaking ground on a totally new technology - television - and a totally new application for that technology with the first operational drones, built for the Navy.

This website: (http://www.aviastar.org/air/usa/interstate_tdr-1.php) describes the TDR-1 more fully as:
"... a TV-guided drone powered by two Lycoming O-435-2 piston engines. It had a very simple cockpit which was manned by a backup pilot for test flights, the pilot only taking over the controls when the remote-control TV equipment failed or when the aircraft was landed."
If you do a little searching you can find even more information on this little-known predecessor to the Predators and Reapers we employ today. Rather than being a recoverable aircraft, the TDR was designed as a one-way flying bomb, guided from up to 40 miles away by an operator using the television link to steer.  When operated as a drone, the landing gear was jettisoned after takeoff. The TDR (and the version built in Philadelphia at the Naval Aircraft Factory as the TDN - probably out of leftover blimp parts) were actually deployed as an operational unit in 1944, scoring hits on Japanese shipping. Take a look at Andreas Parsch's site at:

http://www.designation-systems.info/dusrm/app1/bq-4.html

In 1945, Interstate was out of the airplane business, concentrating their efforts to the production of consumer goods such as vacuum cleaners, vending machines and juke boxes.

Now for the Interstate/CallAir connection. When the Call family bought the parts inventory for the Cadet in 1945, the market was flooded with surplus aircraft of all types. The big manufacturers of light airplanes (Piper, Aeronca, Stinson, Taylorcraft) had large stocks of materials but they weren't about to let them go. The Calls were building  low-wing, strut-braced, 2-and-3-place monoplanes with side by side seating for the civilian market and needed the Interstate stock of supplies as much for construction of their own designs as for any new Cadets.

At least one of the Calls was a big fan of the Cadet and eventually led the charge to buy the type certificate. The next history lesson will take a look at the Call Aircraft Company and one of the two Cadets that emerged from their factory at Afton. In the meantime, we're prepared to cut the old fabric off of Callair Cadet serial number 1002. Stay tuned.

On Your Mark! .....

At the time of this writing (September 2013), I've been flying for 42 years, first for the pure, liberating fun of it, then for my livelihood. I retired from corporate flying in 2008 and chose to return to my first love: Flying for the fun of it.

When I found the Callair Cadet I already owned a Piper Cub. Something about this bedraggled wraith appealed to my inner knight and I knew she had to be rescued from the ravages of time. The bones appeared to be strong, the engine was freshly overhauled and the prop was new; I couldn't let a "find" like this one pass me by. 

The history appealed to me, too. Poring over books and papers, the FAA records and contacts all over the place resulted in a fair picture of where this airplane originated and how the design came to be. More on that as we go along.

As with more than one of my pet projects, the Callair kept flying and its restoration kept being pushed back until an opportune time presented itself. The stars have aligned, the planets, too. It remains to be discovered whether or not the budget will dress right and cover down in this formation, but I'm willing to take a chance.

The date is set: We cut fabric on Monday, October 28th, at the latest; Saturday, October 26th, at the earliest. Why the 26th? It's the date for the annual Bob White Airport Fly-In. We might make it an "event" within the event. Nothing like a public commitment to launch a project.

More to come.

Update on Rick's Fairchild

Alert readers may recall that Rick Thompson found a 1934 KR Fairchild F-24 C8-C in Alaska a few years back. He has been busy ever since restoring this magnificent airplane to better-than-new condition. Here, in his own words, is the latest progress report on "Amelia":

"Date: July 29, 2013, 3:21:26 PM EDT


Subject: Update

Hello everyone,
It's been a while so I thought I would send you some images of the progress on the ship.  

Work Area

3/4 View

"We are still working on the doors at the moment and getting ready to cover the vertical fin and rudder as soon as we have some cooler weather. The wind shield (wind screen for you Trev.) is done and is ready to install. 

Seats View

Instrument Panel

"Thanks to Rose for the fine work on the seats, side panels, and headliner.

"You may notice that we are naming her "Amelia" after my grandmother's 3rd cousin Amelia Earhart. I thought it would be a fitting tribute.

Take care.
Rick"

More can be found about Rick's project here on the blog. Take a look at:

http://letsgofly.blogspot.com/2012/07/ricks-fairchild-follow-up.html

http://letsgofly.blogspot.com/2010/06/alex-in-treasure-land.html

Let there be Barbecue!

Being particularly particular when it comes to Barbecue, it helps that the Callair can whisk me to venues of delight in debatably grand style. We did just that recently when the lure of pork-derived pleasure availed itself ... 

Taste buds a-tingle, we spent the day among like minded people and launched, happily sated, for the home field. Maybe these mortals be fools, but they do have fun and they do lay out a feast!

I'd regale a little longer but I brought a tote of the oinker home. Overcome by hunger, salivating too near the keyboard, I can write no more.

May 2013

May can be one of those “maybe” months … “Maybe the weather will be good, “Maybe” not. Probably will, most of the time, especially when it comes time for Jim and Pat Connell’s Wahoo Air Ranch Fly In. The Chief Pilot likes to come here for the cheese grits (with a touch of garlic – a first for me, and goooood), eggs, local sausage, blueberry pancakes (the blueberries were in season), fresh fruit, coffee by the gallon, OJ (of course) and great people and great airplanes. What more could you ask?

How about barbecue for lunch? OK, got it, had it and it was fantastic! (I’m a sucker for barbecue.)

I flew the World’s Ugliest Airplane over at 1500 feet (tops) and plunked down amid 30-40 fellow aeronauts on a beautiful Saturday morning.

As the day went on, there were a lot more airplanes but this gives you an idea. Jim and Pat have a lot of available space for aircraft parking and even more space for campers, motor homes and flying tent-pitchers. One of these days I have to try doing this again. The last time was at Sun-n-Fun when Captain John was a very young teenager and I promised myself I’d always remember how hard the ground got after I reached adulthood.

The first fellow I met was “Ozzie” Osborn - a World War II glider pilot … still doing well and with a lot of stories to tell. He flew both American and British gliders and described their size and different flying characteristics in great detail.

And the airplanes! Two WACOs:

Two more biplanes, one old (Stearman) and one newer (Pitts):

How I wish I’d gotten more pictures to pass along to you. The Flying FOOLZ have posted their great pictures and you can see them for yourself at:

http://flyingfoolz.org/flyingfoolz/FOOLZ_Newz/Entries/2013/6/6_PHOTO_GALLERY__FOOLZ_Two-Day_Fly-in.html

First Solo Flight

The old maxim goes that we never forget our ‘firsts’ … whether first loves or first parachute jumps or first solo flights, the ‘firsts’ stay with us always.

I don’t have a picture of myself after my own first solo flight but I don’t need a picture to remember every minute of it or recall how it felt (a little burble of wind on the crosswind leg of my second touch and go was my decision point: To go on or not to go on. I kept going after a brief conversation with God and never looked back.)


Daughter Peyton was the first in the next generation to fly. She had a handicap – I was her instructor. It got so at one point that I had to put on an actual hat when I was the instructor. When the hat came off I was Daddy again. I learned from that – maybe it’s OK to solo your kid, but leave the rest of it to a third party. She made it through the Private Pilot license and enjoyed deflating egos by pulling out her certificate when the boys in the Auburn flight program were trying to impress her at parties with their student pilot prowess.

 

Son John was next. He soloed on his 16th birthday before he could drive a car. After a couple of trips around the flight pattern that morning, we went to the FAA medical examiner for his medical (which doubled as a student pilot license) and back home where he watched “Top Gun” a couple of times. Later in the afternoon when the wind died down we were back at the airport where he slipped the surly bonds of earth for his three takeoffs and landings. He went on to earn an Airline Transport Pilot certificate and now flies corporate jets all over the world.

Now it’s Grandson George’s turn. 42 years, almost to the day, after my own first solo. The way he approached it was a little different from the others … his instructor had signed him off for solo a couple of days before but he wanted to wait until his family could be there to watch. Peyton loved it. The Kamikaze headband adds a touch. Plans for the future? Who knows? The flying bug bites some of us deeper than others but the accomplishment remains forever an outstanding event in our lives.

So Long, Mr. Cub!

Hank, I sold the Cub you rebuilt after 2 years of easy, fun ownership. I did a few things to it; replaced the gascolator with a new Steve’s gascolator, replaced the old fuel shutoff valve with a new one after the old one began to leak, replaced a tube on one of the main landing gear tires, replaced the instrument panel with an authentic 1941 panel and three or four of the gauges with new ones, installed a new Sensenich wood prop, replaced the front seat canvas seat sling, broke in the engine properly and changed its oil regularly and generally kept the airplane hangared, clean and maintained during my tenure as its custodian. There were some other things but I don’t remember them right offhand – the airplane and engine never gave me a moment’s worry and even though it’s time to turn to other projects, I’m having to work a little to put this Cub out of my mind.

When Brad and I first talked I could tell he was going to be a good Cub Owner and, later on, when I met Jim, his Dad, over the phone I knew why. We kept in touch over a couple of months and when the time came to hand it over, Bill and Casey flew down to Florida with Charlie and I had to say goodbye to a good friend.

I told you all of this when I saw you last weekend, when I brought you the oil tank for a Continental engine after the Back Achers Fly-In. I know you said at the age of 91 you might be ready to get away from aviation … but I thought you’d like to see Bill and Casey waving goodbye as they left Bob White Field for South Carolina. Bill owned a Cub before and was right at home in it.

Good airplanes leave you with good memories, and this one was a good one. You did a good job on it.

Thanks, Hank …                        Happy Landings, Brad, Jim, Charlie, Bill and Casey ...

 

FSAACA Back Achers Fly-In 3-16-2013

Never a dull moment in Central Florida when FSAACA Flyers come to town (or country)

Our gracious hosts, the Fambroughs, open up their airfield and hangar, lay on a barbecue feast, and provide what can only be described as a perfect day for their FSAACA friends.

… and fly in we did:

Airplanes of all shapes, sizes and pedigrees:

It’s pretty easy to see that we’re a Cub/Champ/Stinson/Luscombe/etc bunch of people

Even an occasional Swift …

As always, it’s the great people who make our FSAACA Fly-Ins what they are, whether we’ve met before or not …

**Thanks to Florida Cub Flyer David for his pictures**

Next month, FSAACA will take a month off for the Sun-n-Fun Fly-In (April 9-14) at Lakeland

Our May Fly-In will be the 18th & 19th hosted by Jim and Pat Connell’s Wahoo Air Ranch (25FL).

Be There!

 

FSAACA Fly-Ins, 2013

I have seen the light. After years of exploring far reaching climes, I’ve come around to a fact I knew long ago: Florida is flying country. The reasons are many and varied, but chief among them is the weather accommodates flying all year round. The weather also alleviates aches and pains and there are a lot of folks with whom to compare those aches and pains, so that makes it doubly fun. Among those folks, some of whom are of a certain age, you can find former airline pilots, mechanics, machinists, farmers, and others who made their living making things work, so if you happen to find a gathering where multiple talents compliment your particular area of interest, you’re triply blessed.

I’ve just moved my airplanes from my original home town (as in place of birth on most government forms) to my adopted home area of Central Florida (from age 10) and my adopted home town of Tangerine, which as it happens was where my wife grew up. Actually the airplanes reside for now at Zellwood, which is right next door. Bob White Field is wide and long and covered with grass – and my airplanes and I like that a lot. The tenants at the airport are people who made their living making things work and who now enjoy flying far afield to sample cuisine that is best described as “good” at little airports that are mostly within striking distance in a day’s flying, there and back.

Enter FSAACA, The Florida Sport Aviation Antique and Classic Association and their schedule of flying events. I missed New Smyrna this year but went to Bushnell for a gathering and Twelve Oaks this weekend … I’m hoping to make all the fly-ins this year and plan to post videos or something from each one. Wish me luck. Here are looks at what I have so far:

 

More coming when available …