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Daddy G

When was the last time you felt serious G-force? The most likely case is a car crash, in which case you probably don’t remember it. If it was for fun then a roller coaster probably offers the leisure seeker the highest G out there. In sports Luge riders can reach up to 5 times their bodyweight, and air racers hit 9G in tight turns.

The effects of any sustained G-force aren’t particularly fun – blackouts, tunnel vision, inability to move the limbs at all, unconsciousness and death are all possibilities. People believed that the human body could only take so much. One man set out to explore the limits of G tolerance, and in the process saved a huge number of lives by endangering his own.

John Stapp

Colonel John Stapp

Colonel John Stapp was a USAF flight surgeon who dedicated his career to transport safety. In the late 1940s he was assigned to the Aero Medical Laboratory’s most pressing research – the effects of deceleration on humans.

At the time it was assumed that no one could survive more than 18G and planes were being designed to this specification. Evidence gradually emerged that pilots were surviving higher G impacts only to be killed after the structural failure of their aircraft.

It became clear that research was necessary to measure what the human body could tolerate. The initial plan was to use a 13 stone dummy named Oscar Eightball, the reasoning being that if 18G was fatal it would be ridiculous to subject a live subject to anything approaching that.

Dr. Stapp inspected Oscar and announced that he had done the calculations and he himself would eventually be the test subject, despite warnings that he would be turned into a sack of jelly.

To simulate the forces in a crash a rocket sled was used. It was located at Muroc Army Air Field (now Edwards Air Force Base – the home of the X planes and The Right Stuff) on a track originally built to test captured V2 rocket motors.

Rocket Sled

The Gee Whiz

The sled was designed to replicate aircraft landing velocities followed by the violent deceleration of a crash. Rocket motors brought it up to 200 mph over a 2000 ft railed track and metal scoops plunged into water generated the effects of a sudden slow down.

In December 1947 after 35 test runs with Oscar, Stapp rode the rocket. His first ever run simulated 10G which he described as ‘exhilarating’. Over a period of time speeds and impacts increased and Stapp made a nonsense of existing theories, taking up to 35G, forcing designers to start making helmets, harnesses, seats and cockpits much stronger.

His list of injuries began to grow as the experiments progressed. He cracked collarbones, ribs, broke his wrist twice, burst blood vessles in his eyes and went temporarily blind on several occasions, but his dedication never wavered.

Research moved on to the effects of ejecting at high speeds during the 1950s and Stapp was once again the willing test subject. A new  rocket sled named ‘Sonic Wind’ reached 632 mph and came to a dead stop in 1.4 seconds to replicate ejection at 1800 mph. Stapp experienced 46G and survived.

Go Force

Stapp in action

He was soon dubbed ‘The Fastest Man on Earth’, ‘The Bravest Man in the Air Force’, around the base itself he was known as the ‘Careful Daredevil’, a B Movie was made about his exploits, but Stapp was only interested in using his newfound celebrity to push the issue of car safety as he realised his findings were just as applicable to the road.

By demonstrating to the Air Force that as many pilots were dying in car crashes as plane crashes, he persuaded them to build one of the very first car crash test facilities and it became a cause he dedicated the rest of his life to. He brought together manufacturers, legislators and researchers to act on his results and to this day the Stapp Car Crash Conference is one of the world’s leading forums in improving crash safety.

Next time you put on your seatbelt you know who to thank.

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Skeleton Run

It’s nearly winter Olympics time and we can’t wait. Even if the poor old Canadians have to slap snow on their hills by hand it’s still one of the only conventional sporting events that captures our undivided attention.

Before the event begins we can easily guess the nationalities that’ll dominate, but there is one corner of winter sports that shall be forever British.

The Cresta Run in St Moritz, Switzerland is probably the most famous winter sports venue in the world. You would expect it to be festooned with sponsorship and folks swanning around in rubberised unitards, but that isn’t the case at all. It’s an amateur racing club founded by British officers in 1885 and a regular human can still turn up for a burn in their jeans.

Cresta Runner

Working off the hangover

The club originated during the 1870s. British guests of the Kulm Hotel of St Moritz developed steerable sleds to race each other through the streets. The residents of St Moritz began to kick up a storm about having their daily business put at risk by high speed toffs bombing past.

In an attempt to keep residents and guests happy the owner of the Kulm Hotel and a Major Bulpetts built a natural ice run away from the town. The run descends 514 ft and is 1200 metres in length. Built from scratch every winter and open for 9 weeks until the end of February, riding takes place every morning.

The Cresta Run operates skeleton toboggans only. Unlike the Luge, riders go down head first and any steering and braking has to be done with spiked boots and shifting of the body weight as the toboggan has no control mechanism. The fastest average speed of the run is 53 mph and speeds top 80 mph by the end.

Serious skill is required. A conventional ice track is capable of holding an uncontrolled object within in its walls right down to the end, the Cresta Run is a more open half pipe that’ll do its best to throw anything off at the earliest opportunity.

Fledgling riders receive the ‘death talk’ from an experienced Cresta Runner. An X ray collage of nasty injuries over the years on the clubhouse wall is a testimony to the dangers involved. Limbs have been lost, trigger fingers torn off and the odd death has been known to happen.

The Cresta Run has two starting points. Beginners must set off at first from the clubhouse and if you pass with flying colours you’re allowed to begin at the top, much further up the course.

The most famous bend is known as Shuttlecock – an open bend that has a 1 in 14 chance of throwing you off the course. The outside of the bend is padded with straw and snow in preparation for disaster. If you’re one of the flyers you gain the right to wear the Shuttlecock Club tie.

The run is open to anyone on practice days if they join as a supplementary member for a price of around £300. They supply the equipment, you bring the clothing and insurance. Traditional clothing is encouraged, perhaps a pith helmet gets a discount. You must be over 18 and (whisper it) male.

If you demonstrate enough enthusiasm and other members vouch for you, you too can become one of the 1300 or so full members. You’ll be in good company, it’s a favourite haunt of upscale society as well as gritty British armed forces types.

Fancy it? Then have a look at www.cresta-run.com

And to give an idea of what’s in store here’s a video of a mortal doing the run for charity www.thesnowballproject.com

Defintely one for the things to do before we die list.

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Rocket Man

Now it’s 2010 the time has come to admit that the future really isn’t all that. There are certain things futurists guaranteed us which have failed to arrive. There should be robots attending to our every need, a nice resort on the moon and perhaps most glaringly – the jet pack. By now we should be able to pluck a contraption out of the cupboard, slap it over the shoulders and soar off down the pub.

For a privileged few it is a reality. And like so much other heroic technology it’s over 50 years old.

The idea of one-person flight has probably been around since the first humanoid stretched their rags over their arms, took a leap and started flapping but the most iconic and enduring example of the real thing is the Bell Rocket Belt.

The German army of WW2 was the first to attempt the development of a lifting device, but it wasn’t until the US Army backed Wendell Moore of Bell Aerosystems to develop what was termed the Small Rocket Lifting Device that the idea was refined.

wendell moore

Wendell Moore with his creation in the background

Testing on the belt began in late 1960 with several tethered flights in an aircraft hangar. In 1961 the first free flight was achieved. It flew a distance of 108 feet and reached a heady 4 feet of altitude. The future had arrived.

The Bell Rocket Belt was powered by hydrogen peroxide. By coming into contact with a catalyst it decomposes into a mixture of superheated steam and oxygen providing thrust through movable jet nozzles. The entire pack weighed 57 kilos fully fuelled and had a top speed of 60 mph. The pilot had to wear a thermal suit to keep out the intense heat generated by the exhaust.

The system embarked on an international tour, delighting crowds wherever it went. The military paymasters were less pleased. The maximum flight time couldn’t exceed 21.5 seconds, there was no method of a safe landing and the range never went above 800 feet. They decided helicopters were more fun and funding was cancelled.

That might have been the end for the belt but for one thing – Bell went out and got it a Hollywood agent. From the mid 60s it began to appear in movies (most famously Thunderball) , tv shows, events and ads. They were snowed under with requests for appearances and by the time the program was finally abandoned in 1970 over 3000 flights had taken place without a single failure.

Being slung up in a museum now seemed the most likely fate. No more funding or development was in the works until a brilliant engineer named Nelson Tyler gathered enough information to go home and build his own copy.

One of the works Bell pilots, Bill Suitor, heard of the new belt, got in touch and a new lease of life began.

Mr Suitor’s tale adds to the general air of unreality of the story. The original army contract stipulated that the system had to be able to be operated by someone of draft age with no flight experience. The then 19-year-old Suitor was Wendell Moore’s next door neighbour. One morning Moore approached him and casually offered him the choice of continuing in school or taking the job of a lifetime. By 1970 he had become the world’s most experienced belt pilot.

Suitor and Tyler continued flying into the 80s, his most spectacular flight at the opening of the 1984 LA Olympics in front of two billion viewers.

Tyler’s belt was eventually sold on when fuel became very hard to find, but a descendant of the original belt still flies today if you want that office party to be truly memorable.

There’s talk of improving range and performance. Several companies and enthusiasts are building their own examples. Perhaps its time is yet to come.

Fingers crossed.

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The Highest Step in the World

Who do you reckon has pulled off the highest parachute jump in history? Richard Branson? A lantern- jawed skydiver draped in energy drink sponsorship? Someone tripping out of the Space Shuttle?

Nope. It was Captain Joe Kittinger of the USAF.

Here are some numbers and a pretty pic before we proceed.

50 years ago. 102,000 feet (31 kilometres) . 614 mph. 4 minutes and 36 seconds.

Joe Kittinger Freefall

Kittinger’s jump was part of Project Excelsior – a study by the US government into the effects of bailing out at high altitudes. By the late 1950s aircraft were reaching enormous heights and the safety of crews who’d ejected was in serious doubt. Tests on dummies showed that flight crew would enter a potentially fatal spin long before they ever reached the ground.

A refined system using a two stage parachute was developed – a small chute to deploy in the upper atmosphere to prevent spinning, and a larger, more conventional canopy for thicker air.

Captain Kittinger was the test director for the project and he made all three test jumps himself.

Utilising a helium balloon with an open gondola to heights that no aircraft could yet reach, Kittinger wore a full pressure suit to protect him from the near space-like conditions.

Excelsior Gondola

Capt Kittinger next to his office

The first jump nearly ended in disaster when the stabiliser chute delpoyed too soon, wrapping itself around Kittinger’s neck and causing him to lose consciousness. His life was saved by the automatic opening of his larger chute.

The second jump took place only three weeks later from 75,00o feet. It was a success.

On his final record breaking jump in 1960 he lost the use of his right hand on the ascent due to a pressure seal failing. He elected not to inform the ground crew. It took 91 minutes to reach 102,800 feet. He drifted at that altitude for 12 minutes until he was over the landing area and then he stepped out into space.

Kittinger reached 9/10ths of the speed of sound. He experienced temperatures down to -70. The entire descent took 13 minutes and 45 seconds.

No one has topped his record since, though there are people such as Michel Fournier and  Steve Truglia who’ve been trying their hardest. Perhaps it’ll never be beaten.

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Bungee Supreme

Think of something cool and the chances are that the military have already created it, tested it and usually done a few folks a serious mischief in the process.

The US military, especially during the 50s and 60s, experimented with countless mind-bending techno wonders. From rocket belts to nuclear-powered towns under the arctic ice, if you take the time to dig around a little you’ll find they almost always either got there first or made things happen that you’d dismiss as fantasy in an instant.

One such toy is the skyhook – aka the Fulton surface to air recovery system.

Its most recent starring role was in Hong Kong in The Dark Knight. It’s also been known to pull James Bond from the occasional spot of bother too.

But this is no example of cinematic fancy, the skyhook worked and was on the Special Forces cool stuff menu for nearly 40 years.

An evolution of a British mail pick up system, the skyhook was developed by Robert Fulton in the 1950s for the CIA. It could pluck you from the ground into a moving aircraft from anywhere on Earth.

The system worked by the passenger/victim releasing a balloon attached to a nylon line leading back to a harness. A C-130 Hercules would catch the balloon by flying straight into it, hooking the line and hauling you into the sky without slowing down.

The initial tests were carried out with weights. The first live subject was a perfectly innocent pig. On being winched into the aircraft the pig regained its bearings and then started to attack the crew.

In 1952 the first human was pulled from the ground and eventually the system was used successfully in the Arctic to extract US operators from abandoned Soviet ice stations.

Only one fatality was recorded in the history of the skyhook until it was eventually retired in 1996.

We reckon it’s time for a comeback.

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