
I had a very long day yesterday. I made my weekly trip to Baghdad for my usual meeting at one of the Palaces and so as the day went on and on, I began to wonder if I should have gotten up from bed. The early morning flight went smoothly until we had a fire in one of the engines on the helicopter. First off, I’m a fixed wing pilot and I didn’t know that helicopters had engines must less two of them. I guess I just thought that the rotor blades turned by something other than an engine. We were cruising along at 30 feet and 165 mph with the sun just coming up over the horizon. The air is cool, finally, and the windows are open, so you really feel the breeze. The helicopter was full of passengers, 10 of us in this UH-60 Blackhawk, and 10 in the other Blackhawk that was flying with us. By the way, Billy Blanks was in the other helicopter, you know him from TaeBow...neither did I. But the calm of the morning was interrupted by a bright FIRE light followed by lots of activity from the door gunners and pilots. The door gunners would hang out the window to look up at the rotor blades. The pilots were trying to figure out if it was a real fire or not. Me personally would have started a climb and then go heads down to read checklists. But here we are a 30 feet with a possible fire. Not to mention we are over bad guy territory in the Sunni Triangle. I know these guys are doing a great job but I feel for my gun to make sure I have ammo already loaded...I do!! The other helicopter falls back to look us over and I guess we look good because we don’t land immediately, but we keep flying towards Baghdad. After we land, I look at the helicopter as I walk away and see that there is no damage on the helicopter. The mechanics are standing by to fix the problem. By the time I walk to the palace entrance to go to my meeting the helicopter is cranked up and flies away. The meeting was the best part of the day, it was short. I then meet up with some US Army guys that show me a system I need to evaluate to see if it would work at Balad. I spend the next 5 hours in different locations all around the Baghdad Airport. As I go from place to place, snipers are shooting. So we duck into buildings, wait until it is clear, wait a bit more, then we go about our business. Then another sniper pops up and he starts shooting again in our direction. We are near the place we were going so we speed up and go into the building. Now we do what we need to do in this building and let’s just say that the sniper stops. I finish my evaluation and head back to the helicopter pad. I have to wait 2 hours for the next flight back to Balad. ZZZZZZZ, nope...people are slamming doors. Then the news comes that our helicopter has crashed and we need to just wait and they will try to get us another helicopter to fly us to Balad. Now the 2 hours has turned into 5, then 6…it’s dark now...very dark. But finally another helicopter arrives, we load up in the dark and off we go. Hmmm I wonder, night flight, over Baghdad at night.. I just hope the pilots have the helicopter’s lights off. They do and the pilots are flying on night vision goggles. As we fly over Baghdad, it looks like any other city in the world. But if you focus on the streets you see people everywhere. They are in their cars in gridlock at street intersections. There must be 100,000 people all in the streets. So I’m thinking are they nice or are they ticked off at something. I see people shooting rifles in the air, so I’m thinking they are ticked off at something. Then as we work our way out of the city lights and into the dark desert, I see more things flying around than I like. But I finally see Balad from the air and I notice something, it has way too many lights, bright lights. I think in a combat zone, you don’t want to use very bright lights because it makes for a good target. As we cross over the fence of the base, the door gunner’s gun is lowered into the safety position and our wheels finally touch down at Balad and we unbuckle ourselves and leave the helicopter, I start to laugh at the whole day. The guy I went with has his glasses on crooked and his helmet is on backward and he lost his ear plugs, all on this last flight. He told me that as we boarded the helicopter in Baghdad, he was having trouble getting strapped in and in fact probably wasn’t strapped in as the helicopter lifted off. We get into the truck to drive back to our HQ we finally get to take our bullet proof vest and helmet off, and we notice we stink. I mean we stink bad!! But what are you gonna do when you carry around an extra 45 pounds that is strapped close to your body. All in all not a fun day in Iraq, exciting but not fun. I have just another 10-12 days and I’ll be heading away from this vacation garden spot. Thanks for the prayers, and keep em coming. The picture today is from our base, it shows mileage to spots all around the country. That is that.