Showing posts with label transatlantic flight. Show all posts
Showing posts with label transatlantic flight. Show all posts

Wednesday, December 18, 2019

Alcock, Cross-Ocean Flier, Dies in France -- December 18, 2019

Washington Times, 20-December-1919
On 15-June-1919, Captain John Alcock and Lieutenant Arthur Whitten Brown landed their converted Vickers Vimy bomber in Ireland, completing the first successful non-stop transatlantic flight. 100 years ago today, on 18-December-1919, Alcock died flying a Vickers Viking flying boat to a Paris air show.

ALCOCK, CROSS-OCEAN
FLIER, DIES IN FRANCE
First Aviator to Make Non-Stop
Trans-Atlantic Flight Succumbs to Injuries.

ROUEN, France, Dec. 20. -- Capt. Sir John Alcock, the first aviator to make a nonstop airplane flight across the Atlantic, died here yesterday after noon as a result of injuries he received when his plane crashed near Cottevrard, department of Seine-lnferieure, Normandy.

Alcock, who was flying in a water plane, was following the Seine at the time of the accident. Intending to alight on the river opposite the grand palace for an aviation exhibition.

SAN FRANCISCO, Dec. 20. -- The death of Capt. Sir John Alcock in France was characterized as "a true sacrifice for the sake of humanity" by Lieut. Sir Arthur W. Brown, Captain Alcock's navigator in the nonstop flight across the Atlantic. Lieutenant Brown will depart for Japan, December 27.

"The sad death of Captain Alcock removes one of the most notable names from among those of notable aviators" said Lieutenant Brown. "He has probably spent more time in the air than any other man. His experience in the air with many different types of machines had fitted him for the highly paid and responsible position of test pilot, but rather than accept such a position he joined the royal naval air service at the out break of the war."


Saturday, July 6, 2019

First Lighter Than Air Transatlantic Flight -- July 6, 2019

Scientific American, 13-July-1919
100 years ago today, on 06-July-1919, British Zeppelin R-34 finished the first transatlantic lighter than air flight.

Saturday, June 15, 2019

Alcock and Brown Fly Safely to Ireland -- June 15, 2019

New York Sun, 16-June-1919
100 years ago today, on 15-June-1919, Captain John Alcock and Lieutenant Arthur Whitten Brown landed their converted Vickers Vimy bomber in Ireland. This was be the first successful non-stop transatlantic flight.

ALCOCK AND BROWN FL Y SAFEL Y TO IRELAND;
SPAN 1,932 MILES OVER SEA IN 972 MINUTES;
"JOURNEY A TERRIBLE ONE," SAYS ALCOCK;
COULD NOT SEE THE SUN, MOON OR STARS

British Aviators Land at Clifden in
County Galway in Slightly More
Than 16 Hours, a Record Time
for Airplane to Maintain Speed
RECEIVE $50,000 PRIZE FOR FEAT;
LONDON WILD WITH JOY AT NEWS
They Descend With Crash Into Bog Mistaken in the Mist for Smooth Turf
Occupants Unhurt and Machine
Only Slightly Damaged
RADIO USELESS FROM THE OUTSET
Alcock Reports by Telegraph to London and
Awaits Arrival of Officials to Verify
Flight He and Brown Suffered
Only From Fatigue

LONDON, June 15. -- Flying- further than man has ever flown in airplane before, fighting their way through blinding mist and fog over the gray Atlantic, with wealth and glory for success and death for failure, Capt. Jack Alcock and Lieut. Arthur W. Brown won their way to Ireland to-day.

Their achievement, the first crossing of the broad Atlantic in a single flight, is a great victory for Vickers biplane and Rolls-Royce engine, for pilot and navigator and for Great Britain and America, but back of it is the greatest victory of all, the victory of the airplane, unheard of a scant seventeen years ago, but now unanswerably proved a revolutionizing force in man's life. If this much can be accomplished in less than a score of years what may not the future bring? the thoughtful here are asking.

From the little town of Clifden, in County Galway, Ireland, there flashed by wire to London a few terse words from the partners in the daring enterprise, giving a scanty announcement of the accomplishment of the great feat. The flight of 1,932 land miles from St. John's to Clifden was made, according to the adventurers' own reckoning, in sixteen hours and twelve minutes. This indicates a speed of approximately 120 miles an hour, two miles in every sixty seconds ticked off by their chronometer, for the whole great distance over the unfriendly ocean lying below them. Meagre as was the information reaching London, there was enough to indicate that the flight was a desperate battle to the finish through day and night by the fliers for life and fame against the unrelenting natural forces against them.

ENCOUNTERED BLINDING FOGS.

From the gray sea beneath them rose up the most dangerous and most dreaded foe of flying man, fog. Blinding and at the same time destroying all sense of equilibrium and direction, it raised an intangible yet fearful barrier to the speeding plane. It was this same treacherous barrier that brought two of the three American seaplanes which first ventured the transatlantic flight down defeated despite the bravest efforts of their crews.

Capt. Alcock and Lieut. Brown fought against the shrouding mist together, the one to keep the plane upright in the air, the other to prevent her from wandering from her course to disaster. From sea level to two miles above the wave crests the Vickers bomber rose and fell to find a strata not shrouded with the ghastly white vapor their aerial Instincts hated and feared.
How long I hey roared defiantly through the mist is not yet known, but it is probable that it haunted them to the end, when the airplane dashed out of the clutch of the ocean over the green turf of Ireland. Even over the land it is probable that the mist persevered to some degree in its effort to bring disaster to the daring pair, for Capt. Alcock tried in vain to find a suitable landing place for the big bomber. All he sought was a smooth field, but he could find none.

The plane hummed in over the coast line of County Galway and circled about the wireless aerials of the great Clifden wireless station, vainly seeking a long meadow. The sudden appearance of the great airplane, whose size and markings proved it to be none other than the machine which faded from man's view and ken sixteen hours before, thrilled the wireless men on watch as they had never been thrilled before, and they dashed out to greet and aid the fliers.

The poor visibility dulled Capt. Alcock's keen eyesight, and he selected what appeared to be a fairly smooth stretch of turf. As he brought the tail and landing wheels gently downward The machine bounced and crashed down again. The spot, so smooth from above in the poor light, was actually a rough bog, inevitably the plane crashed, breaking the landing gear and damaging the fuselage.

The wireless men who rushed to the damaged machine found both men somewhat dazed and both deafened by the unceasing roar of the engines, which had steadily beat upon their ear drums during the long hours of day and night. The landing was made at 9 :40 A. M. British summer time.

Despite their condition the men were able to climb out of the cramped cockpit, in which they must have endured mental and physical tortures, and walk to the wireless station, where they telegraphed the news to their friends. They had breakfast -- a hearty breakfast and an unexpected breakfast -- for the two had promised themselves and their friends in Newfoundland was "luncheon one day in St. John's, luncheon next day in Ireland."

"This is the best way to cross the Atlantic," Lieut. Brown commented after he had taken the fine edge off his appetite with a real Irish meal.

Report He Flew Upside Down.

At times, despite the great skill of Capt. Alcock, skill that brought him safely through many hours of flying in the flimsy mac-bines of the pre-war era, and through the many dangers of wartime aviation, the plane all but crashed into the sea in spin or nose dive. Each time his mind and body acting together In perfect unison brought the plane back to the horizontnal once more, despite the fact that all around him stretched the white blanket.

It was reported here that Capt. Alcock even flew upside down for a time near the surface of the water, hut this is doubted, because not even his great skill could right tbc great bomber In time to escape a plunge into the water if this were so. The big bombing planes are not built for "stunting," and bis engine must have stopped In such circumstances, their gas supply from the upper wing cut off by the inversion almost immediately. Planes that can fly upside down have pressure gasolene feeds. The gas is in one tank in such a machine, the tank firmly secured in place. On the machine Alcock flew the gas fed by gravity from the upper wing tank, and the heavy tanks probably would have torn loose from the fuselage had the machine been inverted for more than a second.

Radio Sending Apparatus Injured.

Capt. Alcock explained the silence of the radio of the airplane, a silence which had filled their friends and, indeed the people of two waiting continents, with dread by the explanation that shortly after the start the little windmill or propeller which operated the generator of the apparatus had blown completely off in the great blast of the propellers soon after the airplane left Newfoundland. This prevented the using of the sending apparatus, but wireless signals could he heard In the north Atlantic.

"We were much Jammed by strong wireless signals not intended for us," he added.

Capt. Alcock also despatched immediately official notification that he had landed and requested instructions of the Aero Club as to what they should do next. In this message the pilot merely gave the time of the flight, sixteen hours and twelve minutes. Seventy-two hours from the coast line of Newfoundland or other island or part of North America to the coast line of the British Isle was allowed to contestants In the Daily Mail $50,000 prize flight, but the Vickers had needed less than a fourth of that time to win.

Inspector Is on the Way.

"Keep machine Intact until observer arrives," the Aero Club telegraphed in reply to Capt. Alcock. It is necessary for the winning of the contest that an officer of the Royal Air Force must identify certain marks placed on the machine on the other side of the Atlantic. The Air Ministry said that probably one of the officers of the air service would leave Dublin by airplane to speed across Ireland to relieve the weary teammates, but so far no word that this has been done has reached here.

The speed made by the plane indicates that the gale of thirty or forty miles an hour which speeded the fliers eastward on their trip when they left Signal Hill behind them must have continued to help them for some lime on their long flight or else they encountered with the fog and drizzle another favorable wind further out.

The wind at the start of the trip was of great service to the two voyagers, for not only did It help lift the heavily laden plane off the landing field, but it aided In the most difficult part of the flight, the first miles in which the plane, with speeding engines, dragged Its great weight of fuel heavily through the air. Disaster was more to be feared at this stage of the flight, when the engines were not yet warmed to their task, than at any other. As It happened, however, fog and not the burden of the overloaded plane was the principal difficulty of the trip.

Alcock's Hopes Exceeded.

How greatly the flight exceeded the expectations of Capt. Alcock is seen by the fact that he said before the start he hoped to average eighty-five miles an hour, startlng at about seventy or seventy-five and speeding the lightened plane at the end of the trip. Actually he made thirty five miles an hour more than he had hoped, which compensated somewhat for the doubled danger brought by the fog.

The words two miles a minute convey more of the idea of the speed made by the plane throughout the jump across the ocean than does 120 miles an hour, but the great speed is even better emphasized by saying that in each second of that long flight the great plane dashed 176 feet nearer her goal. Neither the fastest express train nor the swiftest automobile could hope to cover more than half the two thousand miles under ordinary conditions on the ground In the same time.

Remarkable as the long flight would be even under perfect weather conditions, it is even more creditable to the dauntless teammates because of the mist which threatened them. Skilled pilots here who have themselves bucked mist and drizzle on the battle front in France are most enthusiastic in their praise of Capt. Alcock, for to them the fog is a real enemy, more hated than by seamen. In that blinding screen Capt. Alcock very easily might have so lost his air developed sense of equilibrium that the biplane would dive straight downward into the sea before either man, lulled by the monotony of the unceasing drone of the motors and the unchanging force of the wind beating upon their helmetted heads, realised anything was wrong.

Brown's Task Made Difficult.

To Lieut. Brown equal if not greater praise is given, for his was the difficult task of heading the swaying, wind tossed airplane direct toward Ireland. He had to face and vanquish the ordinary difficulties of navigation and then the multiplied difficulties of taking sight in the unstable craft, of calculating the varying speeds and of figuring the direction and speed of the wind by observing how far from the true course the plane drifted. This latter he could only determine by the rough method of watching the foam of a whitecap neath the plane to see whether or not it disappeared behind them in a direct line. The mist must have prevented him from seelng the sun or stars for some time at least, so that he was compelled to keep track of the position of the speeding plane by dead reckoning. As the Vickers bomber was changing its position at the rate of two miles a minute this required agile headwork.

What is considered here the most remarkable feature of the whole epoch making flight is the fact that Lieut. Brown's navigation, beset by all these difficulties, was absolutely accurate. The Vickers men were aiming for Clifden from the start. They had selected the town because it was about the centre of the western coast line of Ireland, and they feared to miss the Island entirely. Ireland is a fairly large mark, but it is a difficult one to hit from almost 2,000 miles away.

Never Had Navigated a Vessel.

Many skilled naval and merchant marine officers here, who have had their own difficulties on the stable bridge of big ships in making a landfall where they expected to do so, shook their heads dismally after the start of the flight when they learned that Lieut. Brown never had actually navigated a ship in his life and had merely studied navigation aa a hobby, a study to take his mind off the engineering problems with which he was accustomed to wrestle before the war.

No man, they said, no matter how brilliant, could understand navigation unless he had stood upon the deck of a ship with the responsibility of bringing it and its people safe into harbor. But Lieut. Brown brought his craft safe into port as surely as If he had commanded a liner for years.

Capt. Alcock jokingly had remarked in Newfoundland, It is said, that he and Brown would "hang their hats on the Cllfden aerial. That prophecy might have been fulfilled in all seriousness had the transatlantic voyager wished, so true was their course toward Ireland. And not one of the wireless men, bursting with the enthusiasm they were endeavoring to restrain in accordance with Anglo-Saxon traditions, would have frowned upon the desecration of their great plant by the fear despising visitors.

That nowhere In the great Atlantic did the Vickers plane wander far from the course determined upon by Lieut. Brown is shown by the short time in which the flight was accomplished. From twenty to twenty-two hours was the time set by the fliers themselves before the aerial voyage. They beat their own estimate by four to six hours, so their path must have been straight and sure, indeed.

They Set a Rhomb Line Course.

Alcock and Brown had determined to disregard steamship lanes with the possibilities of rescue if the motors faltered, and steer a straight, or Rhomb line. course for Cllfden. They were staking everything, on the ability of their plane to make the trip, and they did not wish to add unnecessary mileage to the journey even to give themselves what could only be called a sporting chance of rescue if they failed.

Even when, somewhere over the banks of Newfoundland, the tiny wooden propeller operating thegenerator of the wireless was blown away, leaving them cut oft from all communication with the rest of the world, preventing them from calling for rescue to all ships within a radius of 156 miles, and leaving Lieut. Brown unable to check up his reckoning of position with any vessal they passed, even then they persevered In trusting entirely to their motors and plane.

Even the dauntless Hawker kept nearer to the steamship lanes than the Vickers fliers, and to this he and Commander Grieve probably owe their lives. But the Vickers filers aimed straight as an arrow at their mark at Cllfden. The fact that no ship during day or night reported hearing them shows how far from the steamship lanes they had set their course. Apparently the men came to an agreement somewhere on the course -- a silent agreement or an agreement shouted up to ear above the thunderous roar of the motor and the shriek of the wind to do away with every provision for safety on the already super-hazardous journey which might interfere with success. They would win or die. They won.

Carried Black Cat far Lark.

Like many other airmen, seamen and men of every trade whose lives depend in large part upon their own skill and daring, and upon that something variously known as luck, chance or Providence, Capt. Alcock and Lieut. Brown were superstitious, possibly jokingly so, but superstitious nevertheless. They carried with them in the crowded cockpit of their plane two black cats for luck -- real cats of the Halloween type -- to speed their plane. Certainly it the cats had anything to say about it the flier would succeed, for cats love water In bulk aa little as fliers love fog. The black cats apparently earned their passage and, no doubt, a very hearty breakfast of Irish bacon.

In the rejoicing of the crowd who read the extra editions of the London paper there was at first an element of doubt. They remembered the first report of Harry Hawker's fate; that he had fallen but forty miles from the Irish coast.

Friday, June 14, 2019

British Plane Starts Flight to Ireland -- June 14, 2019

New York Sun, 15-June-1919
100 years ago today, on 14-June-1919, Captain John Alcock and Lieutenant Arthur Whitten Brown set out in a converted Vickers Vimy bomber to make a non-stop flight from Newfoundland to Ireland. This would be the first successful non-stop transatlantic flight.

BRITISH PLANE STARTS FLIGHT TO IRELAND;
NO WORD BY RADIO AFTER MANY HOURS AT SEA


Captain Alcock and Arthur W.
Brown Leave St. John's in Vickers-Vimy Two Motored Machine in Attempt to Cross Ocean
SHIPS IN PATH OF AIR FLIGHT SEND WIRELESS
Plane So Heavily Laden With Fuel That It
Barely Escapes Crash Into Forest
Before Reaching Open Sea
ABLE TO TRAVEL ON ONE MOTOR
Second Attempt By English Aviators Will
Be Followed by Third in Handley Page
Plane With Four Motors

ST. JOHN'S, N. F., June 14.-- At midnight local time, the Admiralty wireless station here had received no report concerning the Vickers-Vimy bomber piloted by Capt. John Alcock and Lieut. Arthur Whitten Brown, which hopped off for Ireland at 1:43 P. M to-day, St. John's time.

ST. JOHN'S, N. F June 14. -- Capt. John Alcock and Lieut. Arthur Whitten Brown flew out to sea to-day in a Vickers-Vimy two motored plane in the second attempt ever made to span the great Atlantic in a single flight.

Undaunted by the fact that to succeed they must fly further than man has ever flown before, and that to fail probably means death, the two men climbed eagerly into the cramped cockpit which is to be their station for almost a day and night.

With smiling faces they waved the good-by the terrific blast of their two engines would not permit to be spoken. Slowly the unwieldy plane, laden far beyond the limits of safety with gasolene, bumped forward over the rough field into the breath of a wresterly wind of thirty miles an hour. Gradually she gathered speed, a hundred yards from the starting point her wind spread wings lifted her into the air and she glided smoothly forward just over the earth.

Then it seemed to the spectators, rigid in their tense watching, that disaster was to befall the venturesome pair before they were actually launched on their daring journey. Less than half a mile ahead of them loomed a forest. The plane was but a few feet off the ground, and to the watchers this distance did not increase, although the plane was dashing at more than a mile a minute toward the threatening barrier of trees.

As it grew smaller the crash into the forest seemed to grow more certain, but somehow the airmanship of Capt. Alcock lifted his weighty craft through the thin air and he barely skimmed over the leafy tops. To some it seemed his undercarriage brushed them. Then it was that the tumultuous applause broke out to speed the voyagers.

Over Forest to Open Ocean.

Slowly, imperceptibly, the great bomber gained altitude as she passed out of sight. For some minutes after her disappearance inland the watchers waited tensely for her return. When she finally came into view to the northwest she had risen well into the air, aided by the friendly west wind that buoyed her heavy weight up. Now she was flying with the wind and adding its speed to her own. When she passed the coast line she had reached an altitude of more than 1,000 feet and was travelling at least 100 miles an hour. With engines roaring rhythmically she dashed seaward and was quickly lost from view.

The machine took off at 1:13 P. M. Greenwich time (12:13 A. M. New York time). If motors, men and plane stand the terrible strain upon them during the flight of nearly 2,000 miles she should reach Ireland by 2 or 3 P. M. Greenwich time (10 or 11 A. M. New York time). In the anxious hours and minutes following the fading of the bomber into the eastern sky word was eagerly awaited from the wireless of the fast flying plane, but none came. Several explanations of this were advanced by those who waited, one that Lieut. Brown was too busily occupied with the task of setting a course for far distant Ireland to waste time sending farewell messages at the very outset. Another was that the radio apparatus, none too reliable even when tested on the ground, had proved defective in the air to-day, as it had collapsed in a previous flight several days ago.

No Word From the Fliers.

No word came out of the Atlantic to ease the anxiety of watchers who remained near the radio station at St. John's most of the night. The great radio cracked out questions all night to ships at sea without result. The steamship Digby, which was almost a hundred miles off the coast at the time the plane took the air, arrived at port here to-night. She reported that although both crew and radio men were on the alert for any sign or signal from the Vickers plane, which should have passed within sight, their watchfulness was futile.

The very ship that brought this news, regarded almost as ominous by many of the anxious people, brought also another man eager to stake his life in an endurance dash across the Atlantic. Lieut. C. H. Diddlecombe arrived to navigate Capt. Raynham's Martinsyde. Another who arrived was Major Fisk, manager of the Boulton and Paul Company, who came to select an aerodrome for three airplanes his company intends to try a "hop" with in the first week of August. Some new radiators for the Handley-Page machine were also on board. The installation of these may delay the giant bomber several days.

Weather Ideal for Flight.

Although the weather here was ideal for the flight, the fliers headed eastward into the fog which shrouds the Newfoundland, banks, a fog which is one of the many dreaded obstacles which will beset the Vickers plane on her day long flight. To Capt. Alcock the fog meant doubled difficulty in keeping the laden plane on an even keel and to Lieut. Brown the shutting off of land from which to reckon and from the sun by which he must steer his course.

The odds, it is generally admitted, except among the youthful optimists who themselves are here to make the great flight, are against the venturing airmen, as they were against Harry Hawker. Nevertheless Capt. Alcock and Lieut. Brown were smilingly confident that they would get across. Confidence indeed is the keynote of the venture, for each of the two flyers, confidence in the heavy plane, the straining motors, in the ability of his teammate to do his share and in himself. Should the navigation of Lieut. Brown fail, the bomber would fly aimlessly In the general direction of East, driven about by winds of unknown strength and direction.

Appeals Sent Through Fog.

As the afternoon proceeded the great wireless at Cape Race and at the other stations along the coast talked with steamships far at sea, warning them to he on the lookout for the Vickers plane. They answered that they were feeling their way along In a dense fog and could see or hear nothing.

It is probable that Capt. Alcock will endeavor to fly above the fog so that Lieut. Brown may get his bearings, but should it be too high it may be difficult to surmount It at the start of the journey. As the journey continues the plane will become lighter and will fly faster. At the start, Capt. Alcock estimated, his speed would not be better than seventy or seventy-five miles an hour plus the easterly speed of the wind. Toward the end of the journey the lightened plane will be pushed ahead at ninety-five or a hundred miles an hour. The average Capt. Alcock hopes to make is eighty-five miles an hour.

Although It It possible that the waiting world will hear no word direct from the speeding plane, radio flashes may come in from ships at sea that the voyagers have been sighted. Every vessel in the North Atlantic equipped with a radio set has been warned by, the British Air Ministry from London to be on the lookout for the voyagers.

At least two ships beside the Digby are known to be In the North Atlantic somewhere near the course of the fliers, and it is probable that there are a number more such as the little Danish tramp steamship which picked up Harry Hawker.

Ships In Path of Flight.

The ships known to be in the general line over which the Vickers bomber will fly are the cable steamship Mackay Bennett, some 250 miles from Newfoundland at work repairing ocean cables, and the steamship Sachem, about 761 miles from shore. If the wireless outfit of the Vickers-Vimy has failed the task of Lieut. Brown of keeping the plane headed direct for Ireland will be much more difficult, for he depended, as did Commander Grieve, Hawker's navigator, on radio flashes from ships encountered to give him his latitude and longitude at intervals to check up his own figures.

The difficulties of navigation in the air are many times those of the ordinary type. For speed Lieut. Brown can only reckon the revolutions of the engine. This of course varies according to the weight carried by the plane. He has no way of accurately determining how far the wind is bearing him away from his course. The use of the sextant is much more difficult upon a bobbing unsteady plane than upon the deck of a ship. Lieut. Brown has obviated this difficulty to some extent hy the use of the Byrd bubble sextant which guided the American seaplanes to the Azores.

If a head wind should be encountered on the journey eastward the plane may exhaust Its gasolene supply before reaching Ireland, although it carries enough for 2,200 miles, which gives the voyagers a margin of 200 miles. If he finds his gasolene supply running but Capt. Alcock is able to husband it by shutting off one of the two motors. This would cut down his speed to little more than sixty or seventy miles an hour, but the gasolene consumption would be cut almost in half.

The ability of the Vickers-Vimy bomber to travel on one engine gives her a big advantage over Harry Hawker's single motored Sopwith, for engine failure with Hawker meant an instant glide into the sea, while for the Vickers plane it merely means reduced speed unless the second engine, under the strain of carrying the entire load, collapses like the first.

The Handley-Page machine, which has four motors, is theoretically the safest of the three planes for the transatlantic flight, although the weight of her four engines and their fuel supply does not permit her to carry more than enough gasolene to complete the flight.

Should Alcock's plan succeed there will be no Daily Mail prize ot $50,000 awaiting Admiral Kerr and his fellow voyagers. Their flight, however, Admiral Kerr has said, is as much for the purpose of making observations of aerial conditions over the North Atlantic as for winning the prize, so they will start the hazardous flight nevertheless.

Should the Vickers plane drop into the sea Captain Alcock and Lieut. Brown have a chance of safety, varying according to the progress they have made in the journey before being forced to descend. Unlike Harry Hawker, who carried a flimsy boat, Capt. Alcock will depend upon the buoyancy of one of his gasolene tanks for safety. Both Alcock and Brown will endeavor to cling to a tank resting on the fuselage of the plane behind the cockpit in which they sit if their plane sinks. The "'gas" In this tank will be used first. How long their plane remains afloat depends upon the amount of gasolene remaining in its many tanks. Both men wear life saving vests, which, will keep them afloat for some time.

To provide space for the huge amount of gasolene carried, 565 gallons, weighing about 5,600 pounds, was a problem which was solved only after much study. The nose of their craft is formed of a gasolene tank and behind the cockpit concealed In the fuselage are six more. The central section of the upper wing also contains gasolene in a wing shaped tank.

The fliers are cramped in their cockpit and will probably endure much suffering during their twenty-four hours of unchanging posture. They are surrounded by instruments and can hardly shift their positions.

The Sporting Side of It.

Should Alcock and Brown win out in the sporting chance they are taking, for it can only be called a sporting chance, England and the United States will unite in rejoicing, for Alcock Is a Britisher and Brown Is an American, although he was born In Scotland and is nominally a citizen of Great Britain. Brown's father and mother are Americans, and he himself, on reaching 21, selected American rather than British citizenship when he had the option of choosing. He is technically British, however, as he became a citizen of Great Britain when he entered the British army to do his bit at the outbreak of the war.

The plane Itself was built in England, as were the Rolls-Royce engines which drive it but the airplane was invented in the United States.

The airplane, engines, and men are together one of the finest combinations that aeronautics has produced. The machine, motors and men have all been tested to the utmost in the hard strain of war time flying, and all proved their merit. Whether the combination is equal to the mighty taek of spanning the great Atlantic in a single day will be decided by sundown to-morrow. Those who gathered to see them set off to-day were undecided whether the strength of men and steel could yet conquer the Atlantic, but all agreed that a gallant battle would be fought.

The start of the transatlantic flight lacked every element of the spectacular that Anglo-Saxon minds could eliminate. The final preparations were carried, out with cheerful simplicity and were absolutely devoid of ceremony or of dramatics. The mechanics, grimy-faced and anxious, whose skill and judgment may mean the success or failure of the flight and the life or death of two men, went over-their big machine inch by inch, their hands and eyes testing and re-testing, until even their critical minds could not conceive of a defect.

The value of the mechanics' careful scrutiny was shown when they detected a defective petrol feed pipe leading to the starboard engine just before the two men climbed aboard the bomber. A slight discoloration of the wing was enough to warn the experts of the tiny leak, which might have opened sufficiently during flying conditions to waste gallons of fuel or stop the motor entirely.

For fifteen minutes the two engines were permitted to run to warm themselves up to the proper temperature for the great strain they were to undergo in lifting the weighty plane oft the ground.

Alcock and Brown sat together on the ground during this tryout exchanging bits of wit and humor with P. M. Muller, the Vickers manager. and other-friends. Their ears were turned to catch the slightest intimation by an off note in the great roar of the engines, but outwardly they seemed without a care in the world. They are both constitutionally men of action and found the waiting during the erection and testing ot the Vickers plane in Newfoundland exceedingly irksome.

Later the motors were stopped for a time and the two men ate a light luncheon. By that time the camera men were busy, and every bite was photographed, much to the amusement of the two.

As the time drew near for the start Capt. Alcock shook hands with Mr. Muller and said cheerfully:

"See you In London."

He added that the people waiting at St. John's would hear from the plane by radio before they went to bed.

Then both men, their lithe bodies looking clumsy in their thick, unwieldy flying clothes, clambered briskly Into their cockpit.

For another fifteen minutes the engines roared whllt the fliers listened and the plane shuddered under the blast of her own propellers, held back by chocks under her wheels. Then, sharply, Alcock raised one hand, the mechanics pulled the chocks from under the wheels and the plane taxied off.

ALCOCK AND BROWN
WAR AIR VETERANS
Both Gifted Naturally and by
Experience for Trip.

The Vickers-Vimy transatlantic attempt will be a success if the engines and the structure of the plane prove as reliable during the flight as the men guiding the big bomber have shown themselves in the past. Both men have war records and rendered much valiant service before finally being brought down as prisoners during aerial exploits almost as hazardous as their present attempt to span the ocean.

Capt. John Alcock, leader of the expedition, was one of the comparatively few Britons who could fly before the outbreak of the war. His knowledge of aviation made him exceedingly valuable as an instructor, when Britain, unprepared, set out In 1914 to build up an air service to repel the raids of Zeppelins and big German biplanes. Capt. Alcock, who was born in Manchester in 1892, took out his first flying license in 1912. His principal pre-war exploit was the winning of second place in a great sporting event, the flight from London to Manchester and return, which awoke many Englishmen to the realization that flying was a fact and not a theory.

Lieut. Arthur Whitten Brown, who fulfills the triple duty of navigator, wireless man and relief pilot on the Vickers craft is almost the physical opposite of his companion, although both were quick thinking and quick acting, traits picked up, or at least strengthened, by their experience in the war. Lieut. Brown, who is thirty-two is quiet, thinly built and sharp of features, his companion is dark and his eyes gray. He resembles his chief in that he, too is of a cheerful disposition. Indeed, all the flyers who intend to dare the Atlantic may be described as constitutionally optimistic, for the spanning of the ocean by airplane is at present distinctly a job for an optimist.

Lieut. Brown's interest in aviation, it is said, was first from an engineering standpoint, when he was connected with the British Westinghouse Company, which is now associated with Vickers, Ltd. This Is the great British manufacturing concern, the aviation department of which built the big bomber in which they fly, and which entered the machine in the London Daily Mail contest. When the war began. Lieut Brown joined the university and public school training corps. After some training he became attached to a Manchester regiment and went Into France with this outfit In 1915. Later he was transferred to the Royal Flying Corps, where he served as an observer.

In November. 1915. Lieut. Brown set out in a squadron on a long distance reconnaissance far behind the German lines. The carburetor of the plane went wrong in the air and the plane was compelled to glide to the ground. Brown was too busy destroying important military papers to brace himself when the plane landed on rough ground, and the crash landing jammed him so tightly into a comer of the cockpit that he had to be cut out. His thigh and one leg were broken and he was badly cut.

After treatment in German hospitals he was transferred to a German prison camp and eventually was sent to Switzerland. In 1917 he reached England. For the remainder of the war he was occupied in technical work for the Air Ministry.

Lieut. Brown, despite his comparative youth, has a reputation aa an engineer In England, he is a member of several engineering organizations and is a keen follower of the latest improvements in both gasolene motors and airplanes.

In addition to his accomplishments in this line he is said to be thoroughly familiar with radio operation, and a good navigator. It was because of his knowledge of navigation that he appreciated the merit of the Byrd bubble sextant, Invented by Lieut-Commander R. E. Byrd, U. 8. N., and used in the navy transatlantic flight. Lieut. Brown got one of these instruments from the American Navy. which is eager to assist the British fliers. He expects it will be of great aid In making accurate observations in the pitching, tossing airplane.

New York Sun, 15-June-1919


VICKERS-VIMY WAS
BUILT FOR BOMBING
Like Hawker's Sopwith Is
Land Machine but Has
Two Engines.
ITS RANGE 2,450 MILES
"Will Fly at 90 Miles -- Crew's
Safety Lies Only in
Success.

Both the Vickers-Vimy and the Handley-Page machines were constructed in England during the war with a single object in view, to rain bombs upon Berlin with the frequency and terrific definition that the Germans had hoped to reach in their Zeppelin raids on the British capital.

Their outstanding characteristics as bombing planes, great cruising range, heavy weight carrying capacity, reliability and swift speed, made them almost ideal machines for the transatlantic flight, toward which the eyes of British flying men turned when the necessity tor bombing Berlin was past.

The Vickers-Vimy, although over shadowed by the huge Handley-Page in turn dwarfs the little Sopwith in which Harry Hawker set out to blaze the North Atlantic trail. The Vickers-Vimy wing spread Is 67 feet, while that of the Sopwith was 46 feet 6 inches. The plane, like the Australian's, is a land machine. Capt. Alcock and Lieut. Brown are taking the same chance as did Hawker, with the exception that in their case they have two engines to rely upon and will not drop their landing carriage and wheels as he did. On the other hand, they will carry no collapsible boat.

Capt. Alcock and Lieut. Brown sit side by side in the rounded nose of the machine, with an instrument board containing all the oil, gasolene, air and engine speed and altitude gauges in front of them. Their cockpit Is just in front of the wings. On either side of them, mounted between the wings are the two Rolls-Royce engines, with their spinning, invisible, four-bladed propellers in front of them acting as tractors.

Both upper and lower plane are of the same length, unlike the American seaplanes, whose great upper wing is about thirty feet longer than the lower. Both wings are fitted with ailerons, making it possible to bank the plane sharply and rapidly. The gap between them is ten feet. From the nose in which pilot and navigator sit to the rudder behind the length of the plane is 42 feet 8 inches. Its height is 15 feet 3 Inches. The wing area is 1,330 square feet.

Equipped as a bomber, with a crew of three men, a bomb load of 1,148 pounds, 470 gallons of gasolene and other military material such as a machine gun, ammunition, etc., the machine weighed 12,300 pounds and could fly at 100 miles an hour. The weight of the armament and bombs is now used for the great gasolene supply necessary. Both the gunner's cockpit, behind the wings, and the bomb rack have been replaced by great tanks.

The plane now carries 367 gallons of gasolene, which should give it a range of about 2,450 miles, nearly SOO miles more than is necessary for the "hop." This distance can be covered only if the plane travels at its cruising speed; that is, the speed at which its engines burn the least amount of fuel a mile. In the Vimy-Vickers this cruising speed is ninety miles an hour. The maximum speed of the plane is a few miles over 100.

Even with one engine out of commission the Vimy-Vickerrs could "limp" along at seventy miles an hour. Captain Alcock has firmly expressed the opinion that his plane would finish the flight even if one engine failed many miles from land. In any event, he could stay in the air long enough to call by wireless for aid and to hunt for a ship near which to land if motor trouble hit the plane midway in the journey.

Great strain is taken off the pilot in the long journey by the fact that the machine Is exceedingly stable. Its inherent stability is such, it is said, that being fitted with a compensating mechanism, it can be flown upward, downward or on the level without a hand on the "stick." In other words, the plane will fly Itself, although the pilot cannot, of course, relax his mental as well as his physical exertions. As both Alcock and Brown are skilled pilots they can spell each other at the controls, however.

Despite the size of the machine the controls are so arranged and balanced that it takes very little exertion to fly the machine. The amount necessary varies, of course, according to the smoothness or bumpiness of the air.

Behind the cockpit in which Capt. Alcock and Lieut. Brown will fly through the night on their hazardous trip, stretches the fuselage or framework of the machine In which the gasolene tanks are housed. They are below the level of the engines, so that the gasolene is raised to a tank concealed in the upper wing by pumps driven by tiny little windmills which whir violently in the great air blast of the big propellers. From the upper wing the gasolene flows downward by gravity feed to the two engines.

The motors are Rolls-Royce products, as are those of all the other British contestants. They are of 350 horsepower each and are generally believed to be the most reliable British airplane motor at the present time. They spin the great four-bladed propellers at the rate of 1,080 revolutions per minute. The diameter of the four-bladed propellers Is ten feet, two inches. More than twice the amount of gasolene carried by Hawker, who had only 330 gallons, will be fed to these two motors during the journey.

The engines are built with a streamline casing fitted about them so that they offer the least possible resistance to the great rush of the plane through the air. The radiators, just behind the propellers, are octagonal.

The great bomber had its trial flight in Newfoundland June 9. At that time Capt. Alcock said his plane made 112 miles an hour, although this, of course, was not with the full load with which he will head eastward.

The Byrd bubble sextant, an instrument invented by Lieut.-Commander R. K. Byrd. U. S. N., will be used by Lieut. Brown in laying the course of the big bomber. This sextant was used to guide the NC-4 to Europe. In addition to his duties as navigator, Lieut. Brown will act as operator of the wireless set aboard the biplane. This apparatus, which has a range of 250 miles, will be used by Lieut. Brown to talk to ships to get such data as location, wind direction, etc. It may save the lives of the daring pair if it becomes necessary to send out the S. O. S.. which means their brave attempt is ending in failure and disaster.

R-34 WILL LAND
AT MINEOLA FIELD
Crowd to View Big British
Dirigible.

Roosevelt Flying Field, adjoining Camp Mills, at Mineola, was selected yesterday as the landing spot for the big British dirigible, R-34, which is scheduled soon to undertake a transatlantic flight from England. Roosevelt field was selected after numerous other landing places along the Atlantic coast had been inspected by the British officers.

Work on the field will begin immediately, so that everything will be in readiness to receive the dirigible, which, it is understood, will start the cross ocean air jaunt just as soon as arrangements for her reception here are completed. All that needs to be done at Roosevelt Field Is to sink a series of anchors to hold the dirigible once she lands. Everything else is waiting for her, since gas and all other supplies are easily obtainable at the big Mineola flying field.

Among the other advantages which prompted the inspecting British officers to settle upon Roosevelt Field was the fact that she can be viewed In the air there by as many thousands of persons as want to get a took at her, and the field Is big enough also to let all the thousands who want to inspect her after she is tied to her anchors. The R-34 is 534 feet long and carries three boats below the gas bag.

NAVY PLANS FLIGHT
ACROSS THE PACIFIC
Cut by Congress May Force
Schemes Abandonment.
Special Despatch to The Sun.

Washington, June 14. -- Secretary of the Navy Daniels announced to-day that plans for a flight across the Pacific were under consideration. Details have not yet been taken up, but the general idea is to follow up the pioneer work so successfully begun by the NC-4 under Lieutenant-Commander Read.

Mr. Daniels pointed out, however, that the plan could not be carried out if the Naval Affairs Committee insisted on maintaining its stand that the naval aviation appropriation should be cut to $15,000,000.

"Such a meagre appropriation will mean that We cannot fly across the Pacific this year or next year." said Mr. Daniels. "It will mean that we will stand still instead of progressing. Coming after our greatest of achievements in crossing the Atlantic Ocean through the air, that action of the committee in cutting off aviation with barely enough to permit it to stand still, let alone progress, is particularly distressing and discouraging to the aviation men who have plans for even bigger things in their minds."

Great Britain, Mr. Daniels pointed out, was making an appropriation of $300,000,000 for her joint army and navy air service. France and Italy also were taking steps to develop air machines on a large scale.


Friday, May 31, 2019

NC-4, Cheered by Crowds, Reaches Plymouth -- May 31, 2019

New  York Tribune, 01-June-1919
On the fourth leg of the US Navy's attempt at a transatlantic flight, NC-4 flew from Lisbon, Portugal to Plymouth, England.

Huge Throngs Line
Historic Harbor
as Seaplane Dips
Lightly to Landing
Mayor Greets Fliers for City
Pictures Taken on Rock From Which Mayflower Sailed

New  York Tribune, 01-June-1919
PLYMOUTH, England, May 31 (By The Associated Press).-- Out of the haze that shrouded the embattled approaches to this historic harbor the American naval seaplane NC-4 emerged just after noon today in completion of her epoch-making flight across the Atlantic Ocean. Slowly her remarkable outline became clear and distinct to the thousands who lined the terrace -- known as the Hoe -- where hundreds of years ago Drake calmly bowled while the Spanish Armada sailed through the English Channel. Then, circling majestically over the harbor formed by the huge breakwater, the seaplane pioneer glided down upon the surface of the seas, a fitting conclusion of the most ambitious undertaking in the history of the world.

Into this port, which has been the starting point since the early Middle Ages of all the romantic exploits upon the Atlantic, the triumphant seaplane sailed, completing her 4,000-mile flight from Rockaway, Long Island, to England.

The finish of the journey was witnessed by thousands from the same vantage point that the friends of the Pilgrim Fathers bade goodby to their loved ones on the start of their adventurous passage across the ocean westward to the new land of promise.

Trip Made in Seven Hours

Leaving Ferrol, Spain, where Lieutenant Commander Albert C. Read had elected to pass Friday night, at 0:27 this morning, the NC-4 covered the distance of 425 miles to Plymouth in less than seven hours.

Despite adverse wind and weather conditions the NC-4 covered the last leg without a hitch to mar the exploit. Safe and sound, but thoroughly fatigued by the physical ordeal of the trip as well as the mental strain, Commander Read and his crew are sleeping peacefully to-night.

The rousing welcome of Plymouth residents to the American airmen and the cordial reception given to them aboard the Rochester by Admiral Plunkett, the Mayor of Plymouth, British and American officials and the crews of the other NC 'planes, reached a climax with the first actual landing of the victorious crew at the spot from which the Pilgrim Fathers set forth for America.

"Our trip really was uneventful," Lieutenant Commander A. C. Read said to the correspondents. "We knew we would-have trouble with fog, and did, but otherwise everything went off as we had planned."

"Our machine worked perfectly ever since we left Newfoundland with the exception of our little radiator leak yesterday."

Return Flight Suggested

It has been learned here unofficially that there is a prospect that the American seaplane NC-4 may fly home over the direct Atlantic route from Ireland to Newfoundland. It is understood a conference will be held here shortly to discuss the project.

American naval officers say the NC-4 is in better condition than when she began her flight. Furthermore, the experience gained by all of the NC-4'a navigators and pilots would prove of inestimable benefit should the return flight be attempted.

There was wonderful interest in to-day's flight, although it was eclipsed by the previous flights of this seaplane, for in the opinion of American naval officers and the British public generally the NC-4 reached the peak of her great adventure when she spanned the Atlantic at Lisbon. This stage of the journey was regarded by airmen chiefly as a "side show" to attest !he firm friendship which the war has cemented between this country and the United States.

Britons Applaud Feat

The pride felt by Americans in the extraordinary feat of the NC-4 finds echo to-night in genuine admiration expressed by British naval men and airmen for the crew's skill and pluck and the well-worked-out plans of the American navy to facilitate and safeguard the flight.

Early in the morning, when word was flashed that the NC-4 had started on the final leg of her journey, a heavy rain was falling, but shortly after noon the skies cleared and ideal conditions prevailed.

The NC-4 flew in rain and fog through the Bay of Biscay, and fog also was encountered off Brest, compelling the 'plane to keep at a low altitude.

Although news of the progress of the craft was passed along by warships stationed on the way it was not until noon that word was received from Commander Read himself. His message merely reported his position.

Mayor Greets Aviators

In his first greeting to Commander Read and his men, the Mayor of Plymouth said:

"It is with profound gratitude that I here to-day on behalf of old Plymouth, from which the Mayflower sailed three hundred years ago, welcome you after your tremendous and wonderful flight over the waters separating us. I think I can speak with the voice of England in expressing great admiration for your achievement and in welcoming to these shores our American cousins."

The NC-4 appeared suddenly out of the haze at 2:19, summer time. After circling over the harbor she dropped gracefully toward the Cattewater, alighting near the buoy prepared for her at 2:26. The great crowd on the harbor front heartily and craft tied down their whistles in noisy welcome.

The seaplane when sighted was flying high and leading an escort of three flying boats. Her enormous size, dwarfing that of the escorting 'planes, left no doubt of her identity. While the thousands of spectators yelled themselves hoarse, the flying boats dropped Very lights, and a fleet of small boats rushed to greet the Americans.

The captain's gig from the mine layer Aroostook proceeded to the NC-4 as the latter taxied up to her buoy, where she quickly made fast. It was a perfect landing. As her crew was being taken off by the boat from the Aroostook for reception on the Rochester the British flying boats swept into the Cattewater and drew up alongside the NC-4.

Harbor a Brilliant Spectacle

A strong west wind was blowing when the NC-4 came in. The inner harbor was calm, however, and presented a fine setting for the brilliant picture as viewed from the densely crowded slopes of Plymouth's celebrated playgrounds, the Hoe.

The haze hanging over the sound obscured visibility, and it was not until the NC-4 was over the harbor that her presence became known.

It had been expected that the American flier would arrive at a little before 2 o'clock and some anxiety was felt when the hour passed. Once flying boats which had been scouting out as far as the Eddystone Light, fourteen miles away, returned to the harbor and a false alarm was raised that the NC-4 had arrived.

The American naval base received seventy telegrams to-day directed to the commander of the NC-4, Lieutenant Commander A. C. Read, and others of the crew, congratulating them on the finish of the flight. The majority of the messages were from the United States, one being from Josephus Daniels, Secretary of the Navy.

Fog Met Off Brest

Commander Read said that shortly before reaching Brest his seaplane ran into a thick fog. The NC-4 circled over the shipping in Brest Harbor and then passed directly over the lightship. The journey across the Channel was made at a very low altitude. The seaplane never flew at a greater height than 200 feet and only at 50 to 100 feet most of the way because of the fog.

Bad weather conditions prevailed during the flight across the Bay of Biscay. Nevertheless, the NC-4 kept to her course perfectly, and the trip from Ferrol was made at an average speed of about seventy miles an hour. Before alighting in the sound the NC-4 circled the Hoe and passed over the spot from which the Mayflower sailed.

After a brief reception aboard the Rochester Commander Read and his crew were taken to the Aroostook, where they doffed their flying clothes proceeding to Mayor U. P. Brown's reception at the Mayflower stone. The parade leading to the pier was lined with British bluejackets from men-of-war and shore stations. Behind the lines of bluejackets was an immense gathering of townspeople. On the gaily decorated pier a bluejacket guard of honor was drawn up under a canopy of Ailled flags. The Royal garrison artillery band played American and British anthems.

Town Officials in Robes.

Mayor Brown arrived in state, accompanied by three mace bearers. He wore a cocked hat and crimson robe with fur and the heavy gold mayoralty chain. With him also were the deputy mayor in gorgeous purple robe and the bewigged town clerk.

British and American officers stood with the Mayor lo receive the NC-4's crew. As their boat drew alongside the pier the band played "The Star Spangled Banner" and "God Save the King," and the crew then advanced to meet the Mayor.

In his address Mayor Brown said:

"Plymouth is always a point of historic interest to Americans. The memorable sailing of the Pilgrim Fathers from this spot, although comparatively unnoticed at the time, was an event which has proved to be a point in history of immeasurable interest. Mainly out of that small beginning a mighty people has sprung up, and to-day in most dramatic fashion their descendants have crossed back to us in a way never dreamed of by our forefathers, and equaling in scientific development and darig the greatest imagining of Jules Verne.

"While science has made their flight possible, the great note of the achievement is that it was the old spirit of daring, courage and enterprise which brought success. The world is ringing now, not only with your doings but with the great exploit of Hawker and Grieve, whose skill and pluck are acclaimed by all and rank with your performances.

"I am satisfied that the events we are celebrating to-day are but the precursors of further great developments, and that your achievement will go down in history not only as a great triumph over the elements, but as tending to strengthen the relationship between the two countries."

"Your flight to-day brings our two great countries together in the warmest fellowship. Gentlemen, I salute you and welcome you to England."

Mayor Brown then shook hands and chatted with the crew, while the crowd, in true British style, gave three cheers and a tiger. At the Mayor's suggestion, the crew of the NC-4 stood with him on Mayflower Stone to he photographed.

The journey from the pier to the hotel, where the Americans were entertained to-night by the Royal Air Force, became a triumphal procession, the crowds cheering the NC-4 and her crew.

NC-4 Log Complete;
Last Entry Made

New York Tribune
Washington Bureau

WASHINGTON, May 31. -- The log of the last leg of the transatlantic flight, completed this morning with the arrival of the NC-4 at Plymouth, based on wireless and cabled dispatches received at the Navy Department to-day, follows:

1:21 a.m., from Plymouth: "NC-4 left Lisbon 6:23 (New York 2:23 a. m.), May 30, and landed Mondego River, getting underway and proceeding to Ferrol, where landed at 16:46 (12:45 New York time). Destroyers standing by NC-4; will proceed to Plymouth to-morrow if weather permits."

6:50 a. m. -- From Admiral Knapp at London: "From the Harding: 'U. S. S. Gridley to U. S. S, Rochester. NC-4 expects to leave Ferrol for Plymouth at 6 a. m. to-morrow morning, signed Read.'"

7:22 a. m. -- From Admiral Knapp at London: "NC-4 left Ferrol at 06:27 (2:27 a. m. New York time.)"

8:11 a. m. -- From Admiral Knapp at London: "Following received from U. S. S. George Washington: 'From U. S. S. Stockton, NC-4 passed station two at 07:43 (3:43 a. m. New York time.')"

9:24 a. m. -- From Admiral Knapp at London: "NC-4 passed station four at 09:06 (5:06 New York time.)"

9:50 a. m. From Admiral Knapp: "NC-4 arrived at Plymouth at 14:26:31, English civil time (9:26 a. m., New ork time)."

11:56 a. m. From Admiral Knapp: "NC-4 passed Mengam at 12:13, local time."

3:17 p. m. From Admiral Plunkett, commander of destroyer force at Plymouth: "NC-4 arrived at Plymouth 13:24 (9:24 a. m., New York time) in perfect condition. Joint mission of seaplane division and destroyer force accomplished. Regret loss of NC-1 and damage to NC-3; nevertheless, information of utmost value gained thereby. Has department any further instructions ?"

Log of the NC-4
DateTimeMovementElapsed TimeDistance in Miles
May 810:00 a.m.Left Rockaway.--
May 82:50 p.m.Forced down off Chatham.4 50211
May 149:25 a.m.Left Chatham.--
May 141:16 p.m.Arrived Halifax.3 51350
May 158:52 a.m.Left Halifax.--
May 159:22 a.m.Landed Storey Head to repair oil and gas lines.0 3026
May 1511:47 a.m.Left Storey Head.--
May 155:41 p.m.Arrived Trepassey.5 54434
May 166:07 p.m.Left Trepassey.--
May 179:20 a.m.Arrived Horta, Island of Fayal, Azores.15 131200
May 208:45 a.m.Left Horta.--
May 2010:25 a.m.Arrived Ponta Delgada.1 40150
May 276:18 a.m.Left Ponta Delgada.--
May 274:02 p.m.Arrived Lisbon, Portugal.9 44800
May 301:20 a.m.Left Lisbon.--
May 305:38 p.m.Forced down on Mondego River for repairs; took air again.4 18100
May 3012:35 p.m.Landed at Ferrol, Spain.6 59250
May 315:38 p.m.Left Ferrol.--
May 3112:35 p.m.Arrived Plymouth, England.6 59425
--Total.59 563,946

New  York Tribune, 01-June-1919
New  York Tribune, 01-June-1919

Monday, May 27, 2019

First to Cross Atlantic -- May 27, 1919

New  York Tribune, 28-May-1919
On the third leg of he US Navy's attempt at a transatlantic flight, NC-4 flew from the Azores to Lisbon, Portugal. On the second leg, NC-1 had to land on the ocean and a ship rescued its crew. NC-3, the flagship, landed on the water and was forced to sail to the Azores. Australian Harry Hawker, who had been chief test pilot and designer at Sopwith, along with navigator Kenneth Mackenzie Grieve, had taken off from Newfoundland in a Sopwith Atlantic and was forced down on the water when the engine failed. They were picked up by a ship without a radio so no one knew they were alive until the ship reached port.  

New  York Tribune, 28-May-1919
800-Mile Flight From Azores Is Made in 9 Hours, 43 Minutes,
Averaging 82 Knots ; Flying Time From Trepassey 27 Hrs.
Cheers, Bells and Sirens Shriek Welcome at Lisbon
Epochal Feat Is Declared Accomplished; Final "Leg" All in
Sight of Coast; Destroyers to Guide 'Plane Across Biscay Bay

New  York Tribune, 28-May-1919
WASHINGTON, May 27. -- Blazing the way of the first air trail from the western to the eastern hemisphere, the United States navy seaplane NC-4, under Lieutenant Commander Albert Cushing Read, swept into the harbor at Lisbon, Portugal, to-day, the first airship of any kind to have crossed the Atlantic Ocean under its own power and through its natural element.

Taking the air at Ponta Delgada, Azores, at 6:18 a. m., New York time, on the last leg of the transatlantic portion of the voyage from Rockaway Beach, Long Island, to Plymouth, England, the NC-4 covered the 800 miles in 9 hours and 43 minutes, maintaining an average speed of better than 82 knots an hour. The total elapsed flying time from Newfoundland to Lisbon was 26 hours and 41 minutes.

At the first opportunity the big 'plane will continue to Plymouth, 775 nautical miles to the north. Possibly Commander Read can start to-morrow. To the Navy Department, however, it makes little difference when he completes the journey. The great object of all the effort lavished on the undertaking -- navigation of a seaplane across the Atlantic through the air -- has been accomplished.

Twentieth century transportation has reached a new pinnacle, and the United States navy has led the way.

True Course Maintained Throughout

Naval officials emphasized that the long delay at the Azores was due to the weather and to no weakness of the machine or its daring crew, nor to any failure of the carefully laid plans of the department to guide the fliers to their destination. The fourteen destroyers strung from Ponta Delgada to Lisbon reported with machine-like precision to-day as the flight progressed. The 'plane was never off its course, and there was no moment when officials in Washington did not know to within a few miles where it was in the air.

To maintain adequate communication for this stage of the journey, the destroyers stuck to their posts after the flying boat had passed, relaying back to Ponta Delgada reports from ships further eastward. The chain was not broken until after the 'plane was safely moored for the night near the cruiser Rochester at Lisbon.

For the next few hundred miles of his epoch-making journey Commander Read and his crew will be within sight of the Portuguese or Spanish coasts in the sweep northward. Skirting the coast of Cape Finisterre, they will head out across the Bay of Biscay to Sight Brest, the most westerly point of France, thence direct to Plymouth.

The destroyers that will guide them across the bay were already in position to-night, provided with the flares and bombs that have made the trip safe thus far except for the fog that forced the other two machines of the seaplane division, the NC-1 and the NC-3, out of the flight after they had safely negotiated virtually the entire distance from Newfoundland to the Azores.

Original Crew Accompanies Read to Lisbon

Commander Read had with him on the flight to Lisbon the same crew as that which left Newfoundland on the NC-4 on May 16. Lieutenant E. F. Stone, of the Coast Guard, and W. K. Hinton were the pilots, with Ensign R. C. Rodd as radio operator, and Chief Machinist's Mate E. S. Rhoads as reserve pilot-engineer. The crew, was met at Lisbon by most of the members of the crews of the NC-1 and NC-3, who had preceded them on a destroyer.

The chart of the flight, as shown by the reports of the station ship destroyers on the NC-4's progress to-day, shows how the winds helped her along. At times, Commander Read's snip apparently was whirling through the air at a ninety-knot clip; again her speed fell off to less than sixty, only to pick up again as she reached the zone of influence of other breezes. Probably the machine overtook and passed winds that had stirred the waters about Ponta Delgada the day before, preventing earlier start.

Official word of the arrival of the 'plane at Lisbon reached the Navy Department first through a dispatch from Brest, France, sent by Rear Admiral Halstead, commander of the American naval forces in French waters. The message was received at the Otter Cliffs, Me., station and relayed to Washington.

Immediately Secretary Daniels cabled the congratulations of the department to Commander Read. The Secretary also sent a cable to President Wilson at Paris, telling him that American naval aviators had been the first to cross the Atlantic.

Daniels Cables News to Wilson

The cablegram from the Secretary to President Wilson said:
"Know you will be delighted to learn naval aviators first to cross Atlantic."

Secretary Daniels said to-day no definite plans for further trans oceanic flights had been made. He explained that the first trip was the beginning of a series of experiments in long distance flying and that very probably, after defects in naval aircraft, brought to light during the flight, had been corrected, another squadron of seaplanes would be headed across the Atlantic. Mr. Daniels said he had not decided whether the NC-4 should attempt to fly back to the United States or be "knocked down" at Plymouth and shipped back to America.

Whole of Lisbon Welcomes NC-4
Days of Waiting at Last
Rewarded When 'Plane Sweeps Over the City

LISBON, May 27 (By The Associated Press). The achievement of the first transatlantic air flight, with Lisbon as the first European stopping point, has aroused the enthusiasm of the Portuguese as no event has stirred them for many years. When the American seaplane NC-4 came over the Tagus River this evening the populace, crowding all places of vantage, gave full expression to this enthusiasm by cheers of welcome, the booming of guns and the ringing of bells.

For days the people of Lisbon have been awaiting the completion of this momentous voyage over the Atlantic and, though disappointed from day to day because of the inability of Commander Read's craft to continue its flight from the Azores because of unfavorable weather conditions, yet each day they looked hopefully toward the west, for the coming of the Americans. Now they are able to say that they never doubted that the NC-4 would wing its way safely across the intervening 800 miles of water.

Early in the day word was flashed that the NC-4 had started, and at intervals there were bulletins of the progress made. The whole city was en fete, and during the later hours of the day virtually all business was abandoned by those who crowded every where to witness the arrival.

Guided by skillful hands the American 'plane, which had covered the distance between the protecting destroyers along the route with clocklike regularity, swept on over Lisbon and settled down gracefully near the cruiser Rochester.

Warships Flash News of Triumph
Message Greeted With Chorus of Sirens and Bells at Azores Port

PONTA DELGADA, May 27 (By The Associated Press).- The naval seaplane NC-4, which left hero at 6:18 (New York time") this morning, has won for America the honor of the first successful flight across the Atlantic ocean.

News of its arrival in Lisbon was given to the inhabitants here. Flotilla Commander Wortmann. To him it came in a wireless message relayed from the victorious seaplane by the bridge of destroyers that spanned the 800 miles of ocean between the Azores and Portugal. This message read:

"We are safely on the other side of the pond. Crew all well."

That was all. Following it came more details of the last leg of the flight across the ocean. These told how splendidly the four Liberty engines had worked throughout the trip. They told, too, how the people of ancient Lisbon lined the banks of the historic Tagus and cheered the giant seaplane as it finally settled upon the river, how sirens shrieked and bells were rung in celebration of the remarkable victory.

The moment the news was received Admiral Jackson, ranking naval officer here, ordered all the warcraft in the harbor to blow their sirens and foghorns. The terrible noise was kept up fur fully live minutes, while the officers and seamen aboard joined their voices in the bedlam of noise.

The crew of the seaplane, which was the same as that which made the memorable flight from Newfoundland to the Azores, boarded the 'plane for the start an hour before sunrise, but it was not until several hours later that the giant machine taxied outside the breakwater, headed to windward and rose gracefully into the air. Trouble with one of the motors caused the early delay. The 'plane circled the harbor and then headed for her destination amid cheers from the sailors and soldiers who lined the decks of the ships in the harbor and the crowds on the piers, together with the shrieks of whistles from all tho steam craft within sight.

The din of the salute was kept up for several moments, the 'plane meanwhile speeding on her way and slowly disappearing in the bright eastern sky. After this start, the seaplane sent, a wireless message to Admiral Jackson, which read:

"We seem to be on our way. Many thanks for your hospitality."

Plymouth Is Excited Over Coming of NC-4
Progress of Flight of U. S. Seaplane to Lisbon is Received With Great Enthusiasm

PLYMOUTH, England, May 27 (By the Associated Press).--The news of the flight of the American navy seaplane NC-4 from Ponta Delgada to Lisbon was received with the greatest interest in Plymouth, which is to be the final destination of the big aircraft on its trip from Newfoundland to England. Wireless reports of to-day's flight, given out by the Admiralty, showing that the seaplane was making excellent progress, evoked considerable enthusiasm.

All the plans for patrolling the course of the intended flight from Lisbon to Plymouth have been arranged. 'There are to be eleven American torpedo boat destroyers between Lisbon and Plymouth, five off the Portuguese coast from Lisbon to Cape Finisterre and five between Cape Finistierre and Brest. The other boat, the U. S. S. Stockton, will bo half way between Plymouth and Brest. The Stockton, which is in port here, will not leave to take up her position until her Commander receives word that the NC-4 has departed from Lisbon.


Hoodoo Outgamed By Winning 'Plane
Victory Won After a Succession of Accidents Tested Spirit of Crew

To the NC-4, hoodoo ship of the United States Navy's giant transatlantic seaplanes, has gone the honor of the first flight across the Atlantic Ocean.

Seldom before in history has the handiwork of man gone through such a series of vicissitudes before achieving success in an epoch making endeavor as did the NC-4.

Last of the four huge seaplanes built to attempt the flight across the Atlantic, she was delivered in sections at the Rockaway Naval Air Station April 17 last, too late to be given the adequate preliminary test flights that Her sisters had received.

Scarcely had she been assembled when a disastrous fire almost ended her career. But for the prompt efforts of the overworked NC mechanics she would have been destroyed. As it was only her lower elevator was damaged.

From her more unfortunate sister ship -- the NC-2 -- this deficiency was made good and the ship was completed ready for the flight only a few hours before the time set. Then the flight was delayed for forty-eight hours by unfavorable weather.

Second Accident Occurs

On the eve of the actual start for Halifax --first leg of the transoceanic flight -- the NC-4 figured in another accident, that resulted in her being named "the hoodoo of the Nancies." This was the accident that eliminated her engineer, Chief Special Mechanic E. H. Howard, from the flight and cost him his right hand. Howard had been working on the NC boats ever since the NC-1 had been delivered to the navy, last November. He was an expert on Liberty engines and had flown in every type of naval craft equipped with them.

Then came the start, from Rockaway of the most remarkably planned flight in history, on May 8. The NC-4, together with her sister ships, the NC-3 and the NC-1, left the naval air station under perfect conditions.

For three hours and twenty minutes all went well with the three ships. Then in crept the "hoodoo" that still hung on the tail of the NC-4. A faulty oil pump brought her engines to a halt and she was compelled to land upon the surface of the sea. Even her wireless failed to function, and for a whole night, she was lost to the world.

The next morning saw her safely taxying to the naval air station at Chatham, Mass. In the mean time her two sisters had completed the flight to Halifax. Mechanics worked hard to repair the "hoodoo" ship, but the unfavorable weather which followed kept her fast at Chatham while her two sisters completed the flight to Trepassey, N. F., jumping off place for the the transatlantic flight.

Long Delayed by Gale

For days the easterly gale that held up the NC-4 continued unabated, and it looked as though the unfortunate ship would be left, behind. This appeared doubly certain when it was reported the guardships strung across the ocean were running out of fuel.

Suddenly there came a rift in the veil of her misfortunes. The gail abated, and her commander, taking ad vantage of this break in the luck started his ship for Newfoundland.

This was on May 14, after being five days weatherbound at Chatham. It had been the intention of Lieutenant Commander Read to fly direct to Trepassey N. F., in order to catch up with the waiting NC-1 and NC-3. Here again he met with bad luck, because it was found that although he made an average speed of eighty-five nautical miles an hour, the start had been too late to permit the complete trip in one day. Consequently he was compelled to land at Halifax.

The following day he was held up by unfavorable weather. In the meantime Commander John H. Towers, admiral of the transatlantic seaplane division, had given up hope of the NC-4 arriving in time, and ordered the flight to begin with the other two ships.

On May 15 the NC-4 started from Halifax for Trepassey. Before she had completed the flight the NC-1 and NC-2 had actually started on the transoceanic flight.

From this moment, however, the ill luck which had beset the NC-4 completely deserted her and descended upon her two sisters. From this moment every decision made by her commander proved to be correct, and the remainder of the flight was made, in record time against adverse weather conditions.

Naval Records of Crew Of Winning Seaplane
Best Pilots and Mechanics in Service Were Selected to Make Flight Over Atlantic

The men who completed the epoch-making flight across the Atlantic in the naval seaplanes which reached Lisbon yesterday were chosen from the best pilots in the naval service. The service records of the men are as follows:

Lieutenant Commander Albert Cushing Reed, commander of Crew No. 2, was born at Lyme, N. H., March 29, 1887, and first entered the naval service as midshipman July 8, 1913. He served for several years with the Pacific fleet in the Far East.

On June 30, 1915, he was detached for instruction in aeronautics. During the war he had commanded several naval air stations along the coast, including all on Long Island. He also was a member of the test board for heavier-than-air craft.

Lieutenant Elmer Fowler Stone was born at Livonia, N. Y., January 22, 1887, and joined the Coast Guard Service as a cadet, April 80, 1910. He was commissioned as a third lieutenant in the Revenue Cutter Service and assigned to the Onondaga June 6, 1913. He learned to fly at Pensacola, and during the war saw service as a seaplane pilot aboard the U. S. S. Huntingdon.

Lieutenant Walter Hinton was born in Van Wert, Ohio, November 10, 1888. After serving as an enlisted man he was appointed a temporary boatswain November 16, 1917, at Pensacola. He was promoted to ensign in March the following year. He served at various naval air stations, and on January 15 last flew the H-16 type of flying boat No. 839 from Rockaway to Hampton Roads, Norfolk, Va.

Ensign Charles Rodd, radio officer of Crew No. 2, was born at Cleveland September 4, 1894. He was given a provisional commission as ensign in the Naval Reserve Force August 20, 1918.

Lieutenant James L. Breese, Jr., reserve pilot of Crew No. 2, was born at Newport, R. I., July 12, 1885. He was given provisional rank of ensign November 12, 1917, and has served at various naval air stations.Hampton Roads Hampton Roads Accident dives Rhoads Chance.Hampton Roads Hampton Roads Chief Machinist's Mate E. S. Rhoads, engineer of the NC-4. obtained his chance to make the flight the very night before the famous seaplane started from Rockaway. The chance came to him through the unfortunate accident that cost Chief Special Mechanic E. H. Howard his right hand.

Howard, who had been working on the planes ever since the first one was completed, was adjusting the small dynamo propeller underneath the rear Liberty engine of the NC-4. Just as he reached up, the revolving propeller struck his wrist and severed it completely, eliminating him from the momentous flight at the eleventh hour. Rhoads was then chosen to take his place.

Rhoads is serving his second enlistment in the navy. He originally enlisted as a coal passer, and is known as one of the best enginemen in the navy. He is 28 years old, and his home is at Somerset, Penn.

Navy Log Shows Progress of NC-4

New York Tribune
Washington Bureau


WASHINGTON, May 27. --The log of the flight of the NC-4 from Ponta Delgada to Lisbon, based on cablegrams received at the Navy Department today, follows:

8:20 a. m.."NC-4 left Ponta Delgada for Lisbon at 10:18 (7:18 New York time)."
8:58 a. m.?"NC-4 passed station ship No. 1 at 11:13 (7:13 a. m. New York time)."
9:01 a. m. "8a.m.- Weather reports -- Flying conditions from Ponta Delgada to Lisbon very good. To-day fair weather and moderate to fresh southwesterly winds at flying altitude prevail over the entire course, with the barometer rising slowly. Weather clearing and wind nearly west. Favorable flying conditions should continue over Wednesday. Time filed, 8:42 Azores time (6:40 a. m. New York time),"
9:10 a. m. "NC-4 passed station ship No. 2 at 11:38 ( 7:38 a. m. New York time)."
10:10 a. m. "NC-4 passed station No. 4 at 12:54 (8:64 a. m. New York time )."
11:06 a. m. "NC-4 passed station ship No. 5 at 13:35 (9:35 a. m. New York time)."
11:07 a. m. "NC-4 passed station ship No. 6 at 14:05 (10:05 a. m. New York time)."
12:15 p. m. "NC"4 passed station ship No. 7 at 14:10 (10:40 a. m. New York time)."
12:16 p. m. "NC-4 passed station ship No. 8 at 15:16 (11:16 a. m. New York time)."
1:08 p. m."NC-4 passed station ship No. 9 at 16:18 (12:18 p. m. New York time)."
3:57 p, m. -"NC-4 passed station ship No. 12 at 18:05 (2:06 p. m. New York time)."
4:28 p. m. "NC-4 passed station ship No. 13 at 18:38 (2:38 p. m. New York time)."
4:46 p. m. "NC-4 passed station ship No. 14 at 19:16 (3:16 p. m. New York time)."

Handley-Page and Vimy 'Planes Expected To Be Ready for Test June 1

ST. JOHN'S, N. F., May 27. -- Vice Admiral Mark Kerr, with his big Handley-Page 'plane, and Captain John J. Alcock, with his Vimy bomber, expect to get away on their transatlantic flights from the same, field at Harbor Grace at the same time, it was announced here to-night. Both aircraft respectively the largest and second largest now making ready for the. "big hop," will have their first trial flight about June 1.

Work of assembling the two 'planes has progressed rapidly. The Handley Page, erected in the open at Harbor Grace, is ready for installation of its four engines, with its great l26-foot wings already "sprouting."

Captain Alcock himself is ripping open packing cases in the high-speed uncrating and assembling! of his bomber. He said to-day he would fly "light" to Harbor Grace after his craft is assembled.

The 'Vimy 'plane has five 140-gallon tanks in its body, with another barrel forming its nose. The top centre section is also a fuel receptacle, and an additional seventy-gallon tank, is designed to be emptied first in fuel consumption when the motors are started is fitted for quick release and subsequent use as a liferaft.

Destroyers on Station Since May 11 Disperse After Seaplane Passes

Fourteen United States destroyers were stationed along the course taken by the NC-4 between the Azores and Lisbon. When the seaplane had passed, the ships fell out of line and proceeded to Ponta Delgada, and after fueling will rejoin the flagship Dixie. The destroyers' names and positions were:

ShipStation No.Lat. N.Long W.
Sampson137:4624:10
-------237:5023:07
Cassin337:53.522:04
*Wilkes437:5821:01
Gamble538:0219:58.5
Lamberton638:05.518:54.5
Ramsay738:0917:50
*Conygham838:1316:46
Wadsworth938:1715:42
Cushing1038:2114:40
Winslow1138:2513:38
*Ericsson1238:2912:34
O'Brien1338:3311:29
McDougal1438:3710:25
*Ships making weather reports.

The ships took their stations at sunrise of May 11 and have since been coursing on a twenty-mile radius. Their orders allowed them some freedom in movement, but at the moment that the start of the flight was flashed from vessel to vessel they were required to take their exact locations and keep them until the 'plane passed.

New  York Tribune, 28-May-1919

Was My Fault; Too Careful, Airman Tells Correspondent of Tribune
Willing to Try It Over Again
Filter Trouble Is What Caused Great Effort to Fail

The following interview with Harry G. Hawker was procured exclusively for The Tribune by a correspondent of its European bureau who travelled from Inverness to Edinburgh with the Australian airman, obtaining the first private interview granted any correspondent and the only one given any American newspaper.

By Frank W. Getty
New York Tribune
Special Cable Service
(Copyright, 1919, New York Tribune Inc.)

EDINBURG, May 27. -- The most interesting individual in the British Empire to-day sat unassumingly in his shirt sleeves in a tiny sleeping compartment last night and told me the first story of his ill-fated transatlantic voyage, beginning among the clouds at 100 miles an hour and ending in the cabin of a Danish tramp steamer at seven knots.

The whole journey from Thurso, where he landed from the Mary was one of successive vast crowd on the railroad station platforms forcing their welcome on Hawker and his navigator, Lieutenant Commander Mackenzie Grieve. Between stations Hawker spoke modestly of his attempt.

My Own Fault
No Fault of Motor

"It was our own fault -- my fault, he said, speaking of the accident which forced them to come down and risk the landing upon the open sea.

"Do you want to say that?" he was asked.

"Inasmuch as it was no fault of the motor, the fault rested with us," Hawker replied, weighing his words very carefully. "It was through being too careful."

He very ruefully laid great stress on the last six words of his reply plainly indicating his feelings. To that one fault the airman attributes the failure. "The trouble was all due to fiyting a filter in the water pipe to catch the loose pieces of solder which shook loose after seven hours' running and were invariably getting in the water pump and causing trouble. Fitting this big filter -- about a foot long -- in the pipe eliminated pump trouble, but evidently it caught and clogged up with other matter besides solder, consequently blocking the gauze in the filter.

All Because of Filter
Mistake Before Start

"In various tests I had taken out this filter, but after I had changed the radiator because the first one was too big, I decided that the new radiator meant fresh solder trouble so I put the gauze filter back. "Up to the very last minute the question of leaving the filter in was undecided. I tossed up in my own mind whether I should do so, and then finally decided -- wrongly -- to leave the filter in. But for that we would have succeeded beyond question."

That is Hawker's own story of his failure. He is anxious to get it before the public in every detail. Three times before, twice in competition for Michelin cups and once while flying in a 100-mile contest, he has lost by just such a trivial incident.

Hawker asked me to emphasize especially the fact that the fault did not lie with his motor.

Engine Running Perfectly
Up to the Finish

"The engine," he said, "was running beautifully and perfectly. It did so all the way -- it was perfect from start to finish. It was still going merrily when we finished. It should have broken up, because it was red hot."

"Given another machine to-morrow, would you make the attempt again?" I asked him.

"By all means," Hawker answered emphatically.

He was dubious about having another try, however, owing to the length of time that would be required to build a 'plane and go through the long preparations.

May Try Again

"I may make another attempt." Hawker continued. "I'll have to talk the matter over with Tom Sopwith. There are many other competitors, particularly the French, in whom I am much interested, although I know little about them as yet.

"I'm not worrying much about the Australian flight just yet. The public doesn't realize the amount of money I have lost on this flight and would have even if I had won the $50,000 prize. It took so much of my time when I could have been doing other things that it is evident I was not trying merely for the money prize, as one New York newspaper said before we started."

The Chronological Story

Here is the chronologically correct story of the flight just as Hawker told it.

"The newspapers, particularly the American newspapers, are so inaccurate that I am going to be sure that this one is right," Hawker said, as he carefully verified every paragraph before putting his final O. K. upon it. Then he began as follows:

"If the American naval seaplanes had not started then we would have waited. But with the United States machines getting away we found conditions good enough; we knew we could find more favorable weather another day, but after all it only meant about two hours difference."

Hawker put especial emphasis upon the latter point. He explained that the weather need never stop the attempted flight, however bad or stormy it might be, but would merely delay matters.

"I'll fly anything that goes -- any time," he continued. "There is no such thing as being brought down in a storm. Grieve and I will fly in any old weather."

Display of Excitement

He burst out into one of the few displays of excitement he showed. Through the rest of the interview he sat at his bunk, his arms clasped around his knees and his eyes looking off into the distance, as if vizualizing once more the voyage through the vast blue wilderness.

"It was 5:21 G. M. T. (1:21 p. m. New York time) when we took off. Ten minutes later -- when we got six or seven miles out to sea -- I dropped the undercarriage and saw it splash in the sea. It floats. It will be picked up some day. The report that it landed on rocks is untrue.

"I left the coastline in a straight line at 2,000 feet. I had climbed to that height from my starting point, four miles inland. That should interest your American friends. Some climb."

Hawker likes to get in humorous digs at Americans.

"We had just cleared the aerodrome," he went on, "when we ran into the well known Newfoundland fog banks, which covered the sea. I was climbing slowly to get above that bank -- very gradually and steadily.

Up to 12.000 Feet
When Five Hours Out

"When we were five hours out we ascended to 12,000 feet. At this time we were about five hundred miles from our starting point, and we had been making all of a hundred miles an hour since we left. A northeast wind was blowing, giving us a southerly drift off our course. We should have carried double the amount of our petrol load, but did not want it. We had a 300-mile allowance to spare as it was.

"There was a fog bank all the way. We never saw a square mile of water during the whole fifteen hours we wee flying.

"All our drift was reckoned by navigation. Commander Grieve was taking all our bearings by the sun and stars, but we had such a bad horizon for the first five hours above the fog banks that we were sent 150 miles off our course.

"The fog bank gradually thickened, and increased clouds barred our way. We passed through Occasional fog banks, and later dodged others. Twelve thousand five hundred feet was the highest altitude we reached during the journey. It did not pay to go much higher with the load we were carrying.

Engine Throttle Never
Open More Than Half

"I never had the engine throttle open more than half way, except when getting off the ground and when the crucial moment of the flight came. We had clear blue heavens which proved to be our salvation absolutely. We had sunshine the first part of the way, but. the horizon was bad, with rough clouds that prevented us from getting our bearings. It was not until the sun went down that we could find out exactly where we were. We had drifted twelve degrees off our course and, while we had known we were not right, we had not allowed sufficiently for the drift.

"We saw only one ship all the way -- naturally, for we didn't see the ocean. We saw nothing below and everything above, and that was what we wanted.

"I first noticed trouble five and a half hours out. The thermometer suddenly went up ten degrees, immediately adjusted the shields in front of the radiator to counteract that. This did not make any difference. It had been closed all the time, for the aid was cold and we had been trying to keep the engine hot.

Trouble in Filter;
Water Begins to Boil

"But it was no use. The water was going into the radiator, but wasn't circulating. We went on for an hour or two. The temperature didn't go up or down for a while then it suddenly started to rise again.

"Something was in the filter between the bottom of the radiator and the waterpumps. This chokage left only eight gallons of water in the tank on top of the plane in circulation, and this meant the the water was circulating through the motor and through the tank without going through the radiator. Then the water began to boil in the top of the tank.

"Then came the climax of the flight. Suddenly, at an altitude of 12,000 feet, we met with a great bank of thick black clouds. I tried to go over them, as we should have done, but when I opened the throttle wide to go up, the engine was red hot, and the water in the tank would have soon boiled away. So I decided to go underneath and came down to 1,000 feet before we got under the clouds. After a few more minutes we were forced down to 500 feet to get decent visibility. We were flying so low that we could not keep the motor cool, and the water was boiling fast.

It Was the Finish ;
Distress Signals Fired

"It was the finish.

"I than gave it up, and we decided to fly in a zigzag course across the main shipping route which we knew we were on. I flew first in one direction and then in another until we found a ship, and then we fired Verey lights which the Danes, while they not understand them, knew meant distress. We landed two miles ahead of the steamer to give it time to come up to us, and took plenty in doing so.

"My landing was perfect, despite the high seas. The Sopwith rode water like a duck. Grieve and I seated ourselves comfortably awaiting the rescuers who came -- husky sailors in a lifeboat. This was about 8:30 G. M. T. (4:30 a. m. New York time). The sea was very high, with half a gale running from the northeast and blowing about forty miles.

"It was with great difficulty that the steamer put off a lifeboat. Meanwhile we tossed about in the water, the cresters breaking over. I was terribly seasick. Grieve wasn't. He was used to it -- been at it since he was thirteen years old.

Had to Borrow Clothes
From Sailors on the Mary

"We couldn't save a thing, owing to the high seas, not even the small bag in which we had our clothes. We flew in watertight suits, so had to borrow others when we got aboard. Flying suits are like diver's suits, and we had to change them, too.

"Captain Dunn of the Mary spoke perfect English, and several of the crew jabbered it. The captain thought we were Americans, for he hasn't heard any news since he left New Orleans twenty days before.

"We got quite a comfortable shakedown, some sleep and something to eat at the captain's mess, for we hadn't eaten on the journey except a little chocolate, together with coffee from thermos flasks.

"We spent a very pleasant but very slow week watching hourly for some ship with wireless, but none ever came.

Very Much Disappointed;
Detail Brings Failure

"I knew they would be worrying in England about us, but we could do nothing to help it. The Mary made only eight knots an hour as her regular speed. When we passed the Butt of Lewis and signalled to the shore that we were aboard the Mary, our adventure ended.

"I was very much disappointed that such a small detail had to bring it to an end, especially, when it is realised what a big thing it meant. We did not realize fully what we had lost at first. That came after we had been picked up. Things were too exciting before that."

The train here stopped at another station, and, although it was long past midnight, the cheering crowd upon the platform stormed around the window of the compartment in which Hawker and Grieve were sitting. Holding autographs in one hand and shaking hands with his admirers with the other, the cheerful little flyer was having a harder voyage than when he was thousands of feet over the Atlantic. If he had not have been so modest he would have enjoyed it keenly.

London Goes Wild
As Hawker Arrives
Nothing Like Reception
to Two Airmen Except
Times of Coronation

LONDON, May 27 (By The Associated Press). -- Harry G. Hawker and Lieutenant Commander Mackenzie Grieve were given a remarkable reception on their arrival in London to-night from Northern Scotland, where they were landed Monday morning after their unsuccessful attempt to fly across the Atlantic Ocean from Newfoundland to Ireland in an aeroplane.

Such enthusiasm as was shown in the greeting of the two airmen probably never has been exceeded, except in the times of coronations.

The crowds began gathering early in the afternoon along the route from the railway station to the Aero Club, where Hawker and Grieve were formally welcomed on behalf of London. Throughout the afternoon, until the train with the heroes arrived, the throngs grew in numbers. When the train pulled into the station the entire line over which the procession was to pass was jammed with cheering people.

Cheers for Mrs. Hawker

A foretaste of the great welcome that the aviators were to receive came during the afternoon when Mrs. Hawker went to the railway station to proceed to Grantham to meet her husband. The throng loudly cheered the plucky little woman, who never gave up confidence that her husband ultimately would be rescued.

Arriving in London, headed by an Australian band and a body of Australian troops and a large number of automobiles. the welcoming party pushed through the densely packed streets on the way to the Aero Club. In the procession were the mayor and the councillors of St. Pancras and a deputation of the Royal Aero Club, including General Brancker, the Duke of Atholl and other famous airmen.

Another delegation in the parade, which was accompanied by a band, was composed of workers from the Sopwith works, where, the machine in which Hawker and Grieve attempted to span the ocean was constructed.

First Official Welcome

The first official welcome was accorded the airmen at the station at St. Pancras by the Mayor of that borough, but still another was given them inside the Aero Club building. After the ceremony at the Aero Club the aviators were entertained by the Sopwith workers. Like Mrs. Hawker, Mr. and Mrs. Grieve proceeded up the line and met their son and bade him welcome and congratulated him on his rescue.

In every town through which the train carrying the airmen passed to-day, crowds of people gathered to cheer them. Wherever the train stopped official receptions were extended the heroes by the Mayors and corporations.

Asked whether he would make another attempt to fly across the Atlantic. Hawker said to-night:

"I don't know. It depends upon the Sopwith firm."

A series of entertainments, including many luncheons and dinners, have been (something missing - JT)

Greater Than Royal Reception

The reception of Hawker and Grieve at the King's Cross station excelled in popular demonstrations anything given any genera! or member of a royal family during the war.

It was particularly an Australian occasion. There were thousands of Australian soldiers in and around the station, accompanied by their bands, as the train pulled in. There was continuous singing of "Australia Will Be There" and the peculiar cries of the Australian bushmen.

The Mayor of St. Pancras and the councillors in their official robes and with the huge gilt mace of the borough officially welcomed the aviators. In the background were many generals, members of the House of Commons and British. French, American and other aviators.

After the reception the Austrian soldiers lifted Hawker and Grieve on their shoulders and carried them to their motor cars. Hawker was plainly nervous as he sat in his car, dressed in a blue suit. Beads of perspiration were to be seen on his brow. Mrs. Hawker and Grieve followed Hawker in succeeding cars.

Hawker Took Chance
On Hopeful Weather
To Beat Americans

LONDON, May 28 (By The Associated Press). -- In a further statement made to "The Daily Mail's" correspondent at Edinburgh Tuesday, Harry G. Hawker said regarding his attempt to cross the Atlantic:

"We started because the weather was better and the moon was dying fast, and if we had not started then we might have missed the chance of being first across.

"The Americans were off. They were very serious propositions. They had one leg to go. and we had one to go. We knew that one American machine had reached the Azores, and reports came that all three were there. That was very serious, and we had decided overnight with Captain Raynham, who was to attempt, the flight from St. John's in a Martinsyde machine, that we would start if the weather was at all hopeful.

"As a matter of fact, we went away on fewer weather reports than we had any day previously. It was a splendid get-off much better than we had expected.

"We passed over Quidividi at 2.000 feet, being six miles from the airdrome in a straight line. A jolly good climb with that load. We saw Raynham ad his machine surrounded by a crowd, and kissed him goodby."

Aero Convention
Is Wild for Joy

Special Correspondence

ATLANTIC CITY, May 27. -- News of to the second Pan-American Aeronautic Convention, caused an uproar of enthusiasm. Delegates used guns on exhibition at the convention to fire salutes in honor of the achievement, and Mayor Harry Bacharach ordered the fire bells rung and sirens whistled. Rockets swept over the beach front, and then Eddie Stinson, of New York, led a squadron of airplanes from the Airport for a spectacular illuminated dash across the sky. A salvo of twenty-one guns was fired from the heavy Remington quick-firing gun that is a part of the aero exhibit on the pier.

As soon as he received the news, President Alan R. Hawley. of the Aero Club of America, called a meeting of the executive committee of the club and a few minutes later it was announced the gold medal of the club had been awarded to Lieutenant Commander Read and the medal of merit to members of his crew.

Hawker's 'Plane Found
By Ship in Mid-Ocean

ST. JOHN'S, N. F., May 27. -- The Sopwith biplane in which Harry Hawker and Mackenzie Grieve attempted to fly across the Atlantic was picked up in latitude 49.40 north, longitude 29.08 west, by the American ship Lake Charlottesville, according to a radio message received by the Furness liner Sachem and relayed here to-night.