What was it like to ride the fire breathing dragon, CF-104D, for the first time? Damned scary I knew the base test pilot at Zweibrucken , Germany and when I ran into him one day, he asked if my HAI, High Altitude Indoctrination, was still valid. It was and he invited me to ride the back seat of a Twoholer the next time one came up for test flight.
About two weeks later after I had pranged the simulator about three times and ridden the seat up the rails, I was having my semi-annual Radar Controller proficiency check and Testor 99 was my victim. At 3 miles on final I broke transmission for confirmation of the gear and seat lanyard which he acknowledged and finished his tx with "and I have a Dual in 45 minutes".
I carried on with the radar run and after the de-brief for my Warrant Officer he asked about the 3 mile Tx. When I told him the Testor 99 had an empty back seat in the 104D, he told me to get lost for the rest of the day and enjoy my ride
At the hangar we briefed on the mission, a full test card up to Angels 450 which included stalls. Strapping into the seat I was all thumbs and elbows. Pins removed from the seat, oxygen mask secure and working, intercom plugged in and checked; feet in the stirrups and cables free. You wore steel spurs on the heels of the boots which snapped onto balls on the foot rest and these balls were attached to cables which would yank your feet back into the foot rests in the event of ejection.
At this point I was starting to hyperventilate even before the engine was lit up! Calm down idiot, it's only another aeroplane! At this stage I had about 200 hours flyingin light singles and C-45s and this beast was scary to say the least. Start up, taxi for the active, pre-take-off checks and into position Runway 21. "Testor 99, Cleared for take-off, SID One departure". Brake release, into afterburner, rotate at 250 knots, gear up on the squat switches and climb like the mother-in-law was after you . The noise in my ears was unbelievable until going through Mach 1 then all was pretty quiet.
The Mach run at FL450 was impressive with the curvature of the earth and the inky blue-black sky. At 1.83 Mach, the max for a Dual with externals, at that altitude there was no real sensation of speed but at a much lower altitude and slower speed you knew that you were moving. The Stall check was at FL300 with the stick kicker turned off, slow deceleration, Gear and flaps, speed brakes, and at 155 knots we went from straight and level flight to vertical! Straight down! In a heart beat.
Back in normal cruise with my heart tripping out at mach 3 we headed back to Zweibrucken, cleared for the Tacan approach. Outbound at FL200 and Penetration turn at FL120 and a Radar pick off for a precision approach R21. And that is when Bob said "You have control" Holy S$#@! Flying the radar pattern at low altitude and me too damned nervous to do anything but fly the instruments. Turning final at 15 NM, slowing to 175 knots and following my controllers instructions to the "T". At 1 nm from touch down Bob took control and I followed through for the touch down.
Drogue chute out , off the runway at the end and taxi back for de-brief. And I was rubbery kneed all the way back to the office. Then I had to face my wife over flying the 104D. That was the worst part. On later flights I got to fly the bird more and even landed it a few times but that first ride was something that I'll never forget..and that was 50 years ago!!!!
Barney