retroaviation wrote:
Well, like I mentioned in my report, there are surely folks that won't agree with my pleasant experience in the Tiger Moth, and Budd Davidson is surely one of them. Seems to me that he was more concerned with what his airspeed indicator was showing than just enjoying the opportunity to fly such a neat old airplane. But that's just my take on it.
I couldn't agree more. I was on the edge of being disgusted with Budd Davidson's "pirep".
When I was working in Perth, Australia, I got checked out in the Royal Aero Club's Tiger Moth, and over the course of a few months got about 30 hours in it, including an extremely memorable trip flying it from Perth to Albany and back, mostly low level along the coast (about 600 nm total).
I have flown a lot of different planes, from gliders to floatplanes to Pitts Specials in competitions to L-39s to King Airs out of short strips, and will say that the flying I most enjoyed was in the Tiger Moth.
Yeah, it didn't climb very fast, and it brought an entire new meaning to the term "slow roll". But, to me, flying that plane low over the Australian coast, and dropping in on private grass strips, was just magical. I actually felt the controls were surprisingly responsive.
There's not much to add to Gary's report, other than I learned to always keep it in positive G. I was taught aerobatics with the intention of competition flying, where everything is a straight line or a perfect circle. That's great in a plane with inverted fuel, and in a stock Stearman I could slip by over the top of a nearly round loop with just a sputter.
My first solo in the Tiger Moth I did a loop directly over a road. I had done a loop a few times with an instructor, and the engine sputtered a little. When I came over the top alone, the prop just instantly stopped dead. No sputter, no cough; it just stopped.
The instructor had told me you needed a 120 mph indicated for an air start of the prop (it was a hand-prop only model...). I pushed the nose down straight down, and for an eternity the needle was stuck on 110 mph as the wind whistled through the wires. Literally a split second before I was going to pull out and try to land it somewhere, the prop started to just barely move, and then with roar it came back to life. I flew quietly back to Jandakot.
Somehow I think Budd Davidson just missed the whole point of flying a Tiger Moth.
I have a bunch of pictures of flying that plane - will try to get them scanned.