I see that was never posted, ssss
I had beem having prob wth my hi pressue spray , so was schedualed with another two man team the next morning, as usual I was assigned to another em, and as usual was assigned to the least desired position - the bottom of a narrow, twisty,tree covered canyom,. so there I was fling about 25 ft aboe the tre tops, the max height allowed, I then turned on the hi-powered spray. Instantly i was soaked by the diesel, everthing i the cockpit was saturated, I instantly lost contact with the outside arld - at the bottom of a narrow canyon 25 ft above the tree tops.
I instantle emerbed a faa statement by the faa, that no pilot could fly straight without istruments or an outside reference and here i was blinded by the Diesel. I instatly went on high alert, and c a r e f u l ly moved the stick,in what I op was straight back. I flew alomg for a few seconds witing to hear the sound of beaking branches just before a crash, I knew that bI wuld never hear te soound of flying into a clif.
aftre what seemrd like hrs, I finally managed to rub my eyes sufficientally clear to see a blured view of the outside to find that I had just baely cleared a cliff,I had done tt, I had pulled the stick straight, back with a climbing position , attitude - I couldn't rept that in a hundred years. I broke formation and headed back to the airfield , I said nothing but from the condition of the cockpit, with about 10 gallons of diesel, on the cockpit floor, it was plain to see.The mech was grateful that I had not't hoficiall eported him and we became fast friends for the rest of the operation, and I had the best maintained ed air craft fron then on.
Thes others claimed that my aircraft seemed to be on fire because of the hi pressure cloud that covered the cockit from view
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I used up one of my lives on that one.