Skyhook: world’s strangest commute!

Skyhook patch, for the happy hookersYep, but I can totally see this catching on among a certain, perhaps inebriated, subculture. It would make closing time at the pub that much safer; hand over your keys, strap into the harness, and prepare for liftoff!

This is another gem from that damn interesting site Damn Interesting. It seems that, when flight was young and flyers were still imaginative about it instead of behaving like a bunch of sadsack bus drivers on the last run of the day, the Yanks came up with something so original that for real connoiseurs of aviation it is nothing less than sublimely salivatastic, inducing instant and total flooding of all pleasure zones in the cerebral or otherwise cortices.

Ladies and gentlemen, may we present: The Skyhook!

We caught a big one!

The idea of fly-by retrievals was first explored during World War II. American and British soldiers would equip with a full harness, and connect it to a cable which was strung to the top of a tall pole. The soldier would then stand between two such poles, and a specially fitted aircraft (usually a C-47 Skytrain) swooped in low, and hooked the cable, lifting the soldier from the ground. Though the system worked, it was generally cumbersome and difficult to set up.

That would be what we at the ol’ raincoaster blog call a big well duh! In time and with good solid Cold War dollars behind him, a CIA inventor called Robert Edison Fulton, Jr developed an elegant little rig of harness, helium balloon, and a whopping 500 feet of super-strong nylon cable. I suppose you can figure out how it worked; at least, if you’ve seen any Road Runner cartoons where the coyote gets really creative with latex gloves you can. Tie balloon to line, tie line to harness, put self in harness, let balloon go, wait.

A bunch of happy hookersAnd hope the navigator hasn’t fucked up. No matter how miserable it may be waiting for the #10 at Main and Hastings, I would have to suspect that standing on an ice floe near the North Pole, tethered to a small dirigible and waiting for an airplane to manifest during the small window of daylight hours has got to beat it for sheer tedium and existential dread.

And you just know the poor guy had to pee, too.

The airplane had to be fitted with a pair of tubular horns on the nose. In practice, the plane aimed right at a marker on the line, and the horns would catch the line. A mechanism would snap closed when the line was caught, releasing the balloon and anchoring the line to the aircraft. As the target was lifted from the ground, the line streamed back into the aircraft’s wake. The crew in the back of the plane would use a long hook to catch the line, and the target would then be winched into the bay.

The first live test was conducted with a pig as the target. Due to some stability issues, the pig spun in the 125 mph wind, and arrived on the plane dizzy and discombobulated. It recovered, however, and promptly attacked the crew.

Oh, well that’s encouraging. No word on whether the human subjects reacted in the same way, although I would, myself.

Here, for further study, is the journal of Captain Pete Purvis, who flew Skyhook missions, along with many of his impressive aeropix, all from Flight Journal magazine.

October 1962: I’m a brand-new graduate of the Navy Test Pilot School at Pax River—the Naval Air Test Center at Patuxent River, Maryland—40 miles down the Chesapeake Bay from the U.S. Naval Academy in Annapolis from which I graduated in 1957.I hardly can believe I’m here; I’ll fly the newest Navy aircraft and perform amazing aerial feats. I’ll push the envelope in the true “right stuff” tradition of those before me: Clark Gable, Errol Flynn—and the real ones such as Scott Crossfield and Chuck Yeager.

Please God do NOT let Air Canada get wind of this contraption; they already think they put themselves out entirely too much for the passengers. Once they realize they can save thirty thousand a day in landing fees by picking passengers up with Skyhook, there’ll be no stopping them.

Literally.

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a fellow in a suit explains everything

No, EVERYTHING.

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Lord Krishna and the Milkmaids

From the Archive
                  Wednesday, January 07, 2004

Krishna and the milkmaids

I read The Life of Pi recently, and loved it, but one story in particular has struck me. It just perfectly parallels one of the ongoing Inet dramas around. So here is the story.

                  Lord Krishna was a little bored with hanging out his usual haunts, being godlike, so he brainstormed and thought now what would be really, really different from being a god? I KNOW!
                  Being a cowherd! and indeed, it is hard to disagree, so being Krishna and all, he just went ahead and turned himself into a cowherd. Nowadays I’m sure he’d just go into a chat room and try to be cowherd like, but that was back then, okay?

                  So the god Krishna was a cowherd. Bully for him. Now, there wasn’t much to do as a cowherd. Watch the cows, sure, but you would not believe how fast that gets tired. And back then they had no honky-tonk bars. So what did Krishna do? Well Krishna, like many gods, has a sharp eye for a curvy mortal. What do cows have in terms of support staff, other than cowherds? They have milkmaids, my dear. And these were some good-looking milkmaids, too. And horny. And Krishna was like WooHoo!!! PARTY!!!

                  Every night he would sign on…I mean go out to the woods and dance with the milkmaids. He was a god, there was enough of him to go around. His abundance was such that there was enough of him to dance with all the milkmaids at once, and they were happy and Krishna was having a blast. This state of affairs continued for quite some time, and Krishna was by far the most popular cowherd around, rumours about his background notwithstanding, I think it was the dancing that made him so popular. But then, one night as the dance reached its height each girl felt, in her heart of hearts, as if he were dancing with her and her alone.

     At that moment, he vanished forever.

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quotes o’ the day

Let no man accuse me of being narrow. Check out this microroundup:

I do not feel obliged to believe that the same God who has endowed us with sense, reason, and intellect has intended us to forgo their use.
Galileo

“No one suspects the butterfly.”
Bart Simpson

it came from the GALLERY!!!

In the Valley of Gwanjii...frickin' cool things happen!The online gallery of Ray Harryhausen creatures at ChineseJetPilot, that is.

If you spent your childhood locked in a Belgian basement as the sex slave of a roving frites merchant, you will need to be informed that Ray Harryhausen was and remains the greatest practitioner of stop-motion creature animation in the history of film.

This is not as cineaste-nerdy as it sounds. Harryhausen was, in fact, frickin’ cool. His Eohippus, for instance, from the immortal classic The Valley of Gwanjii, is still capable of making the little children cry.

And some of the big ones, too.

But of this, we must not speak.

We must, instead, direct you to this exhaustive index of the entire Harryhausen menagerie, with bonus Quicktime video snippets from the films in which they appeared. Frankly, if you prefer Allosaurs to Anistons, this is website totally stomps that lame old Oscars website.

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