Redneck in training
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I was working in Russia 1978 on construction of a pipeline. One day we needed some cards for Speedtronic we wanted to cannibalize from another compressor station. Direct distance was about 120 km but by road it was two day trip because the closest bridge across the Volga river was in Volgograd or we had to take a ferry in Kamyshin. Since our compressor station was near by Russian one we knew they had a heli there so we asked if we could use it. The answer was to find the pilot and ask him if he would take as there. No paperwork or anything was required.
We took of and in less then an hour landed on a soccer field at our compound by another station. Since we had a store supplied with stuff Russians just heard of we asked people at the compound to let the pilot buy whatever he wanted and just take care of him. Well when we returned back to the compound we found the pilot sitting slumped in the bar holding several plastic bags full of stuff and totally drunk. Guys thought it was funny, they told us we just took care of him. Some time later the pilot perked up, stated talking and said we could fly back. We hesitated for some time and then decided to go. Needless to say the helicopter had zero navigation gear. There was just compass, radio and rest of the gauges were related to the engines. The pilot followed the pipeline that was visible like a scar in the land. We flew about a half of an hour when colleague of mine said to pilot hey where is the pipeline? Pilot looked down and said s**t we lost it and made right turn flew for some time made U turn and flew for some time and said look here it is. We made it safely back with drunk pilot.
BTW we were not allowed to take taxi Monday or day after a holiday because of the taxi drivers were still drunk. It was different world by then.
We took of and in less then an hour landed on a soccer field at our compound by another station. Since we had a store supplied with stuff Russians just heard of we asked people at the compound to let the pilot buy whatever he wanted and just take care of him. Well when we returned back to the compound we found the pilot sitting slumped in the bar holding several plastic bags full of stuff and totally drunk. Guys thought it was funny, they told us we just took care of him. Some time later the pilot perked up, stated talking and said we could fly back. We hesitated for some time and then decided to go. Needless to say the helicopter had zero navigation gear. There was just compass, radio and rest of the gauges were related to the engines. The pilot followed the pipeline that was visible like a scar in the land. We flew about a half of an hour when colleague of mine said to pilot hey where is the pipeline? Pilot looked down and said s**t we lost it and made right turn flew for some time made U turn and flew for some time and said look here it is. We made it safely back with drunk pilot.
BTW we were not allowed to take taxi Monday or day after a holiday because of the taxi drivers were still drunk. It was different world by then.