Mad Dan wrote:Hi Hans,
I was there on the same day and think I must have been standing next to you when you got that shot of Yellow 28 just moving away from the 'last chance checks'... As I recall, it meant a short walk from the main road to a slightly elevated spot that overlooked the flight line and was very close to where they did the final ground check before moving out to the runway.
But do you remember the car that stopped between the traffic lights right under the approach path? It came very close to being modified to a convertible when Yellow 90 came in to land! I also recall chatting to some Dutch guys from Leeuwarden - perhaps you were one of them...
And I do wonder if you were there on 22 and 23 March 1993 - when 109 MiG-27s and MiG-23UBs left from Finsterwalde, Grossenhain and Mirow. Admission at Finsterwalde on the 22nd was 5 Deutschmarks and was followed by a mad cross-country dash to Grossenhain, where the Russians wouldn't let us on base, so we basically crossed the railway line and "gained access" to a spot on a disused revetment right next to the taxiway, for standard lens shots (i.e. 50 mm) as they left in pairs. And then on the 23rd, it was up to Mirow to see the last 37 aircraft leave - again with admission for 5 Deutschmarks... I shot just over 100 'Floggers' at these three bases, but missed the first few at Grossenhain...
Great days indeed - and sorely missed...
Hi Dan,
yes, we may have met and talked that day, but after all those years I can't put faces anymore to the peole I met. I do remember having had a conversation with a few Brits who mentioned something about friends in RAF Germany not being allowed to come over for security reasons or something.
Indeed, in order to capture Yellow 28, we had to make our way through some undergrowth and climb an embankment. It was worth the effort!
I do remember the ahem ill advised persons stopping their car almost at the threshold and also the fact that we had to alert the Russian sentries to move them along as the Russians were too busy dealing cigarettes while we had seen the incoming jets on the horizon! Among them as it turned out Yellow 90.
I still hear the howling of the MiG.23UB's engine, much more beautiful and reminiscent of the famous Starfighter howl than that of the MiG.27 single seaters. I was on my own at both Lärz and Wittstock, but I knew the guys from Leeuwarden.
As for the next year, I missed out on that as I was busy redecorating my house I just bought... Ill planning I suppose.
Great days indeed. Thanks for your comments!
Cheers,
Hans.