Hi Matt and Duke,
Thanks for your comments. Keep up the great work on this theme. I love the Vietnam period, albeit French Indochina.
I found the experience exciting with a tad of anxiety in the mix. My first flight was when I was in the air cadets in Western Australia with 13 Flight. When I joined the army in 1978 our first major exercise we were nearly killed when the other Huey decided to bank in our direction and it was only the quick skill of our pilots that disaster was avoided. You are normally packed in like sardines, however, you get use to this over time. The experience aircrew were professionals to the corps and you trusted them to get you to your location. Always fun jumping out of the Huey and hitting the deck just away from the Huey as it flies off. I've also repelled out of a Huey and that was quite an anxious moment especially making sure you get your rope over the skid. Teasing yourself out and hanging there waiting for the signal to drop from the aircrew. My last flight in a Huey was in 2000 in Bougainville flying from our base to Buka Island up north as part of the Peace Monitoring Group.
I've flown in Chinooks and Russian MI 8.
Thanks.
Grey