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That looks brutal. How long do these flights last?
There are some interesting expressions on a few of those soldiers.
Don't read the comments under the pic
 
Hey it gets them where they are going right?
They did'nt sign up to fly First Class.
I like the picture of the guy in the middle who
still has his helmet on while sleeping.
God Bless our Troops.

Chuck
 
Yeah...

At least they have real seats. My age must be showing.

Yeah, I thought a transport seat was a couple of wide canvas straps. I've never had to fly on one, not being in the service but I think the last time I looked it was a C-141 Starlifter.

I wonder if they have food tray locks that keep the guy in front of you from reclining his seat???
 
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I know a guy on another forum who is a crew chief, avionics tech
on C-17's. He's been on flights hauling everything from fire trucks
to the Presidents limos, "the beast" which he's done recently a few
times.
I left him a note for that picture on the other forum.
Some utoob vid of them doing a dirt strip landing where they took
a couple of fire trucks as I recall. He was the one taking the video
behind the pilots. Some pretty big airplanes..

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kYB4BLWSNdw&feature=youtu.be
 
They have seats now? Most of my flying was in C-130's in the '60's. The longest non-stop trip was about 14 hours from Elmendorf, AK to Langley Field, VA.

The seating choices were, the red web style or you could create your own on top of, or underneath the cargo onboard.

Restroom facilities were pretty basic also. Something akin to a bucket. The first troop to use it got to clean it out at the end of the flight.

Those were the days!

Just to add, I made one flight from the Azores to Dover AFB as the lone passenger and cargo on a C-124 Globemaster. I was like a BB in a boxcar. Web seating was the option offered.

LTC
 
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The rarely seen inside of a can of Whoop ***. :D

Well put! :D

During WWII I was a small boy and my late brother was a baby. We traveled by train from Louisville to Chattanooga to stay with my grandparents while Dad was overseas as a war correspondent.

Had to change trains in the middle of the night in Corbin, KY. Both trains were packed solid with GI's. They were sleeping in the aisles and in the spaces between cars. Invariably they made way for my mother, baby brother and me to walk through, and gave up their treasured seats to us.

I hadn't thought of that for a while.

God bless those young people serving today.
 
Fun with Center of Gravity

I have heard that in military air transports, just for fun, the troops will sometimes move from the back of the plane to the front, just a few guys at a time (or vice versa). That will move the center of gravity of the plane forward,

On one of my "tours" in Veetnaam (LBJ pronunciation) I flew the deHavilland C7 Caribou.

Our Flight Engineers, always looking to create levity whilst the NVA tossed highly explosive noisy toys at us, would enlist the conspiratorial aid of the USArmy pax in full field dress to run en mass from one end of the plane to the other. It was most entertaining . . ..
By the time we upgraded to Aircraft Commander, it had been done to each of us at least a couple times, but it was always amusing to watch a new copilot turn green with fear as the plane lurched first up, then down – it wasn't a terribly long plane, and 30 heavily loaded guys, well, you get the picture. We made sure, of course, that HE was flying at such an instructive moment!
 
Anybody read Jean Shepherd's.....

Well put! :D

During WWII I was a small boy and my late brother was a baby. We traveled by train from Louisville to Chattanooga to stay with my grandparents while Dad was overseas as a war correspondent.

Had to change trains in the middle of the night in Corbin, KY. Both trains were packed solid with GI's. They were sleeping in the aisles and in the spaces between cars. Invariably they made way for my mother, baby brother and me to walk through, and gave up their treasured seats to us.

I hadn't thought of that for a while.

God bless those young people serving today.

That's a great story and tells about the best in America.

Anybody read Jean Shepherd's account of being on a sealed troop train in WWII? "Nobody pulled out a guitar or a harmonica or started singing, everybody just sat staring straight ahead. And pulling the KP duty in the train mess car and got an apple as a reward from the Sergeant when he finished the sweaty ordeal. (The Church of the Esteemed Apple). Finally two guy went across a field to a store while the train was stopped. The train started moving and they didn't make it back. The Sergeant told them not to tell anybody and 'fixed it' to account for them. Shepherd said the two guys are out there forever, trying to catch the train.
 
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Well put! :D

During WWII I was a small boy and my late brother was a baby. We traveled by train from Louisville to Chattanooga to stay with my grandparents while Dad was overseas as a war correspondent.

Had to change trains in the middle of the night in Corbin, KY. Both trains were packed solid with GI's. They were sleeping in the aisles and in the spaces between cars. Invariably they made way for my mother, baby brother and me to walk through, and gave up their treasured seats to us.

I hadn't thought of that for a while.

God bless those young people serving today.

My late mom told a story about when she was just 20, and recently married to my dad, traveling on a troop train during WWII and being harassed by a "masher" sitting next to her. She was wearing a Marine Corps insignia on her collar, from my dad, who was fighting somewhere in the Pacific at the time. She said this big Marine suddenly appeared, standing in front of the guy harassing her, jerked his thumb over his shoulder, and said, "Beat it, bub!" The guy took one look at him and beat feet. The Marine then sat down next to my mom, folded his arms, and went to sleep.

Hadn't thought of that story in a while...
 
in 1964 I was one of the "lucky" ones that got to fly from Alameda NAS to Tachikawa AFB Japan by way of Hawaii, Midway, and Wake in one of the last prop passenger planes the Navy used on that route. (R5D or C-54). As I remember the total time from start to finish was 30 some hours. My family followed a couple of months later and got a non-stop Boeing 707 from Seattle to Japan. Typical of the military, she was staying with her folks in Seattle, but had to go to Alameda to catch the flight, which then flew back to Seattle to fuel for the great circle route to Japan........
 
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The plane in the OP is a C-17. While it may not look like fun, it's a lot better than any commercial airline I've flown on.

Here's a pic I snapped as we were doing a test flight one day:
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This was my "office" for many, many flight hours:
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This one's a little out of focus, but hey, the plane's moving!
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Seat

I always sat in the open door of the Hueys.
Right next to the M60 "pig gunner.
Always a great view sitting on your steel
pot, so you might not get shot in the a**.
Pic to follow.

 
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That C-17 looks a Hell of a lot nicer that some of the troop trains I rode in back in the early '50's. And the deuce & a half's weren't much better. Stick shifts & no heaters. A driver & 2 Sgts. in front & 18 men in back.
 
I've been on aircraft with NO center seats....only along the sides.......get to your designated spot, turn, pull down your seat, sit, place cross straps across chest and away you go.......and there aint no flight attendants....
 
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