Evening Star Newspaper, July 26, 1937, Page 6

A—6 Polar Flyers, Nearing Goal, Mastered U. S. Radio Beams Search for Landing Place at Seattle and Portland Described by Pilot of Soviet Plane. One of the pilots of the first Soviet plane to fiy over the North Pole from Moscow to America has aritten a vivid narrative of the experiences of himself and his two companions. In this article, the last of a serics, Pilot Baidukov tells of the final dreamlike coast down the Pucific to a safe landing at the end of more than 5,000 miles of flying. BY DAVID BAIDUKOV. * Valery, smoking his pipe, a gift of the aviator Stepanchenko, s along | the Pacific shore. The lower strata of | clouds rises slowly and in the evening tw the plane gradually swims into the faw of the many layered strata-cumuli. Breaks occasionally ap- pear below, but nothing can be seen, because the earth is no longer lighted by the sun “Egor, get up, cet up!” Through my dreams I feel Valery's strong hand, | and jump up, still half asleep. Outside temperature—7 degrees be- | low. Altitude, 4,000 meters. Not bad. | The sun has disappeared entirely. Wherever the eve falls—darkness. To be on the safe side I turn on the side | lights and the water gauge light. I switch the automatic instruments on| to the engine. The plane imperceptibly slips into the clouds and blind flying begins. I slowly make tude. Occasionally I| stretch my hand through the window | and feel the prick of hailstones. It| couldn’t be better. Checking the gas| supply I turn off all the lights in my cabin. The dozens of inst'uments glow with fantastic beauty from the phosphorescent light of the dial plates. ‘They seem alive, each one displaying its own particular art of observing | everything that is going on both in- £:de and outside the plane The tension eases. The hailstones fly through the open window of the | €abin, cooling face and hands pleas- ently with their icy little fingers. Isolated From World. The plane flies steadily on, requir- ing no great physical effort to guide it: We are packed in a double box. | One box, sol clouds and hail, the cther—the long southern nighr. To-| gether they isolate us completely from | the world. The lamp atiached to the forward part of the enzine cowl throws a dull light on the glass and on the propeller at the same time. Their reflections | merge in the foggy porridge ahead into | & vast refulgence which we can ne\'er: overtake. I put out the light. The cherry radiance vanishes and in the front windshield of the forward cabin the whole back part of the plane is mirrored. Glancing back I see an awesome picture. Both Chkalov and Beliakov are asleep illuminated by many lamps. The cabin is like a trench after a battle Loneliness begins to gnaw &t me. The plane has begun to toss vio- i . After half an hour of blind fiv- ! ng the moon shows, a little dimly, on the right. This greatly facilitates my | getting my bearings. I put on the gas, | end soon enter a new stretch of clouds. Above are thin clouds. The engine takes on a new stimulus, and like a cat, cleaning herself behind the €ars, purrs steadily, preening herself with the pleasure of displaying all her instruments. I switch on the lights | for a moment. Yes, the temperature | of the oil is only 80, the pressure is high, gasoline in order. | Sasha has already awakened. He | Js at the radio. He is asking Seattle | for the radio beam. Within a few | minutes he passes me a note: “Look at | your radio compass and steer your | course by Bellingham.” | The beam coincides almost exactly | with the compass course, and I fly on, | guiding myself by the two indicators, | The moon is setting on the horizon | the streets. it is morning and has grown ruddy. Within half an hour it has become deep red and quickly sinks from sight. It grows darker. Then myriads of stars begin to sparkle above our heads. The sky 1s almost the same as our Moscow sky, and I quickly find the North Star and then Arcturus. The east grows more and more rosy, outlined sharply by a border of clouds. Can’t Understand Signals. I am still going toward Bellingham by the radio beam. Sasha has made contact with Anchorage, but cannot understand what he is getting. They are probably sending in English. Here's & nice fix. We can't make out a word of it. Exasperated, Beliakov lies down again, having checked the correctness of our course. Valery still sleeps. My watch is drawing out, but it is pleasant to sit there cooling my insides with bits of ice a la the Americans, and then poisoning them with tobacco from my pipe. Real bliss At noon (Greenwich time) the lights of some cities shine below us. I drop down to 3.000 meters and make out through the window some sort of bay and mountains. In the plane, as on It has come alive, and all its inhabitants are crawling around. Most of all, T look through the window on the left side and joyously see that we have reached the coastline of America. Our calcu~ lations have been completely justified Sasha computes the speed of our trip. Along the shore apparently we were held back the whole time by head winds. On this account we lost a lot. Too bad we had to use so much gas. Now we have hardly more than enough for five hours. So what? We'll make use of the time to travel south. The water gauge shows a slight lowering of the level in the expansion chamber. We must pump up some more. After pumping a little while I realize the futility of this operation —nothing but air comes up. But that's not so terrible. The revolutions have slowed down still more and we are going as indicated on the schedule with the mintmum speed for horizontal fiying. Sixty hours of flving. Beliakov digs out all his information on America and tunes in his radio on Seattle. I change our course according to his directions. Strange, the magnetic compass registers 200. The reading of the radio compass is in reverse We have passed Seattle and are fiying away from it toward the shore again, Look for Portland Beam. Now we must look for the Portland beam. Sasha is very excited. Finally the long-awaited call letters PD (Port- land) fall pleasantly on the ears of the navigator and he immediately writes: “Listen to Portland and pro- ceed in the ‘A-N’ zone.” I put on the ear phones, but can understand nothing. Some one is muttering rapidly and monotonously in English. — == Phone and a representative will eall to measure your table. SEGMAN'’S 635 F St. N.W. Di. 0581 Golden Ply Silvertowns Are Sold by Meisel Tire Co. 611 Pa. Ave. SE. NORTHWEST Blair Road Service Station Blair Road & Underwood St. N.W. Buchanan Service Station 14th & Buchanan Sts. N.W. E. F. Clark Service Station 4901 Wisconsin Ave. N.W. Dome Oil Co. 6925 Blair Road N.W. Engelberg's Battery & Service 1783 Florida Ave. N.W. C. F. Gibs MARYLAND—Continued Noah Joffee Bowie, Md. Brookville Garage Brookville, Md. C. R. Willett, Brandywine, Md. Carlin Supply Co. Boyds, Md. Frank A. Rooney Capitol Heights, Md. J. C. Rippeon Garage Clarksburg, Md. Payne Service Station College Park, Md. N. E. Hawkins THE EVENING I begin to swear, but there comes the call signal and there is the beam. I listen carefully and attempt to enter the neutral zone. In general, during that half hour, we master the tech- nique of the American radio beam system for aircraft and now we fly confidently on the beam. I ask Chkalov to have another look at the gasoline tank. At the same time it seems to me that our little red devil is too low, and that I need water. The pump does not work, because there is nothing there but ice. I re- duce the gas and fly lower, without losing the bea I enter the rone of the letter “N.” The plane now has a very light load and drops reluctant- ly, although its speed, even with de- creased gas, reaches 200 kilometers. At 1,000 meters the earth grows dark below us. On the right, low moun- tains; directly under us, a winding, massive river. The temperature rises sharply. As we expected, the ice all melts and the pump now yields water. A note from Beliakov: “Portland is beneath us. Take the course to Med- ford, or back to zone PD.” Marvelous., America! Our watches show it is 3 o'clock, June 20--that means we have been in the air 62 hours. The red-winged ANT-25 is| bathed in rain after its long and dan- gerous flight. What's this? The level of our gaso- line tank has begun to drop? Is our gas really almost gone? T simplv don't want to believe we've got to land. But plain arithmetic shows that. I inform Chkalov and Beliakov. They cannot believe it and each tries to pump up some more gasoline from the central tanks. But there isn't a drop. Below us is the city of Eu- gene, 50 we decide to return to Port- land, as the nearest well-equipped American airport. We turn our course north again, and the now familiar beam reappears. It is 50 easy to fly by it, that, even though flying blind, I R N A R R R T T LTI T FEEUSIIRNEARNINSERNYENT AN RAN A, SaasaTTiseanesmsmicNans formerly 6%°t0125° STAR, WASHINGTON, I do not feel my 10 unbroken hours at the oontrols. Begin Descent at Last. In 15 minutes I begin to drop. Ome layer, then another and we are flying through ragged shreds of clouds par- tially covering the hills and woods of which there are so many here. A river. Chkalov gives me two maps, but I am not- satisfied. I ask for the best one. It is apparent from the map that Portland has no military airport. There is one a little farther on, at Vancouver. We'll land there. Chkalov spreads the airport directory before me. I fly low and examine the landing fleld closely. Two bridges. To the right, along the river, stretches & narrow band of earth. Too small for our plane. I fly low over the landing fleld and the hangars. There are no markings of any kind. The landing fleld is & narrow one. On one side flows the Columbia River, on two other sides rise high railroad embankments and only the fourth side is entirely clear. I veer toward the earth and the red wings skim close to the fleld. We clear the tree tops by one or two meters. A swamp flashes by. I cut off the motor. The plane, emptied of several tons of fuel, hovers fur a long time above the earth. Now it begins to lide downward. Chkalov, in back, is very nervous. I know how he feels. But he should not mind—last year it was I who sat nervously in the back. *“Give her some gas!"” shouts Valery, and I see that we have to pull up a | bit, or else we shall land in a sort of | plowed-up place in the field. Again the engine subsides, and the plane | drops smoothly to the earth. I pull down the stick, and our wheels touch the earth. We run along the soggy ground. It is raining. Soldiers run toward us from somewhere. Chkalov jumps out of the plane and with the help of | his fingers reaches some sort of an understanding with an American soldier. Civilians also run to meet us. KELLAND'S True Story of a Massa- chusetts Motorist’s “Close Call.” I stop the motor and, opening the upper hatch of the pilot's cabin, feel the heat and the rain. I am slightly weary after my 10-hour shift and I want a smoke. I am anxious to get on solid ground. Basha, cooly as though still in the air, starts to put the plane in order, and in spite of Chkalov's shouts, he will not be diverted from his work. But he keeps right on cleaning up, taking his time, disposing of string and papers, putting away I leave this imperturbable comrade behind and Jump to the ground. \ maps and notebooks. (Copyright, 1937, by the North American Newspaper Alliance, Inc.) —_— SPANISH SHIPOWNERS FIGHT COMMANDEERING Seven of Them, Detained in Brit- ish Ports, Battle Loyalist Decres in Court. B3 the Associated Press, LONDON, July 26.—Owners of seven Spanish ships, detained in South Wales ports, placed before the British courts yesterday the issue of whether the Spanish merchant marine must sup- port the Spanish government. The ships were commandeered by & Spanish government decree last June NOTICE TO SAFE DEPOSIT COMMERCIAL N D. C., MONDAY, JULY 26, 1937. 29, but the owners refused to issue necessary orders and the captains therefore refused to give up their vessels, ‘The owners brought the question to Admiralty Court which has ordered the ships arrested. The vessels, all under 6,000 tons and registered in Bilbao, encountered no difculties while their home port was under the Basque government. With the fall of the capital to the insurgents, the Valencia government sought cus- tody of the ships and the owners objected, e Riches Thrown Away. Four boys playing in the court of & condemned tenement building in Glasgow, Scotland, found a tin box containing s bundle of papers. 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