Sad to see this happen, have a lot of good memories as a child of that base and flying with my Grandfather George Charity. The black and white photos were taken sometime in the late 40s or early 50s. I have several pictures from George of his days flying in the north. below are some pictures of the planes notably, Austin’s first Beaver CF-FHX. The color picture is of the Georgian bay Airways base that was torn down in the late 70s and is now a park.
The day started with being assigned to a team lead that would assign work to us and help us with any questions. having done a lot of house related work and mechanical – I was in my element. Carolyn (Our team lead) had us first tear down part of a wall, redo the frame, vapor barrier and prep for a new window. We did this on both sides of the house – I guess the prior team had made the window area a few inches to high. After that work was completed, I was the Saw guy for a while, got to play with power Saw cutting 2″x4″s for wall supports. As the day progressed I was assigned othere tasks as well and the day flew by. Had a lot of fun – before I knew it I had to head back home for band practice.
For those that haven’t volunteered for Habitat for Humanity I recommend you sign up and help. Its a fund experience that helps families and gets you outdoors for the day.
here are my pictures from the day located on my SkyDrive Habitat for Humanity 2013.
Many good memories shared with your Grand Dad!
I got to know about your grandfather through my parents who worked at ‘Campbell Chibougamau Mines’ in Chibougamau, Quebec, (I was working underground in my late teens as a miner at the same mine – mid-1960’s). Not long after I got my private pilot’s license ( still working underground to pay for the privilege…..) I met your grandfather and remained friends from then on.
Sometime after Ron and Liliane moved to Senniterre, he and I happened to be up at Fort George ( Indian village on the mouth of the La Grande River on the East coast of the James Bay. * (has been moved up river to a place called ‘Chisasibi’ ). I was flying a Beaver on floats at time & carrying in a lot of American tourists to various fishing camps – Ron & I had a deal where he’d come down to the float-plane dock at the time of my last flight – he’d get on board with the tourists & me – we’d drop them off at their fish-camp then, we had the airplane to ourselves to fish with right up until dark! * ( of course we’d stop off at ‘choice’ fishing spots that few people knew of). I remember landing on a place called ‘The Seal River’ – we’d hop from rock to rock catching 3 lb speckled trout on a bare-hook! *(No fish story).
Anyway Ron, enjoy sharing a memory I will never forget of your Grandfather – ( a ‘special’ guy). – caio
My grandfather George Charity.
George Met James back in the late 40s flying him in to Georgian Bay to live with eskimos and learn their various forms of art. Mentioned in his book “Confessions of an Igloo Dweller” he tells the story of my grandfather offering him a lift into an eskimo settlement.
Jim also drew several one off pictures for my grandfather as seen in the attached picture from the late 50s.
The memorial will be held Monday December 27th 1:00-3:00pm.
45 Lawson Road
ON M1C 2J1
- Take the 401 to Meadowvale Road (10 minutes past Scarborough Town Center)
- Turn right on Meadowvale Road (heading south)
- Turn right on Kingston road (heading west)
- Turn left onto highland creek overpass – go over bridge (heading south)
- Turn left at Lawson road (heading east)
- The Legion will be on your right hand side
- Note that 45 Lawson is at the end of the driveway
We recently received souvenirs from DC-3 wreck that one of the rangers sent us. I had asked if he could send us something after his recent visit to the wreck this summer.
The parts are from the cockpit, I recognized them immediately as throttle and mixture controls. Having flown with my Grandfather when I was a kid, I remember seeing these controls on other planes such as Beaver (CF-OCB) he flew for Georgian Bay Airways.
If you look at the middle console of levers, I have the two from the left side (White in color). I’m surprised these parts remained since I thought the whole console was salvaged.
Sitting in a bar at the Pallazzo in Las Vegas having a beer, I received an email from JC (www.desfor.com) regarding a team that walked into the wreck. Late last year I wrote a blog “What ever happended to Austins DC3 CF-ILQ” about a plane wreck my grandfather survived. They had taken a series of great pictures which I’ve attached. Since 1964 this bird has sat there. First hanging in the trees, then falling to the ground, surviving a major forest fire that occurred 20 years ago. Seems to be in okay shape given the circumstances.
In a previous blog I covered the story of a plane crash my grandfather survived in 1964. In this blog I have more pictures and a video of an aerial inspection of the wreck from a helicopter.
Video of wreck http://www.waskaressources.ca/follow_up/stories/stories.htm. More of my grandfathers bushplane pictures (dating back to the 40s) can be found on my photo album.
Back in January 1964 my grandfather (George) was flying Austins DC3 to Nemiscan Settlement near James Bay. Part way through the flight, things started to go wrong….
According to the Aviation Safety Network report “The aircraft was on a non-scheduled flight from Moosonee to Nemiscan Settlement. The pilot stated that he used the rear fuel tanks for take-off and cruise and that they contained about 150 gallons of fuel, with about 10-15 gallons in each of the front tanks. The power settings used for the flight were about 28 inches manifold pressure and 2050 rpm with automatic lean mixture. About 50 minutes after take-off the left engine fuel pressure dropped to zero, and the engine failed. The booster pumps were switched on and the tank selections were changed without effect. At this time the right engine fuel pressure dropped to zero, and the engine failed. Attempts to re-start were unsuccessful and when the aircraft was 200 ft above the ground the pilot realized he could not reach the Rupert River. A forced landing was made into trees about 1000 ft from the river with the undercarriage down. Both pilots were severely injured.”
The porcupine news article:
It must have been quite the crash since my grandfather had broken both legs and an arm. His right ankle was fused and the leg was a fraction of an inch shorter – he wore special shoes to help him walk after the accident.
This is a picture of the DC3 before the crash circa 1963 taken by my grandfather (George Charity Collection).
I vaguely remember him telling the story about the cash when I was young. He said they ran out of fuel but couldnt confirm, engines died and they looked for a clearing with no luck (the area was heavily forested back then – before the fire 5-6 years ago). They were carrying barrels of fuel and to prevent them from getting crushed by the barrels during a crash landing, they swung the tail around quick before skimming the tops of the trees and eventually coming to a stop resting on the tops of trees. They were trapped there for a few days before a rescue party was able to fly in and hike to the site and carry them out.
These are pictures of the wreck shortly after the crash taken by a mechanic friend of my Grandfathers. He would visit the wreck on occasion to salvage parts (by this time this was taken the wreck had fallen to the ground). My grandfather told me his friend would fly in, tie down his plane close to shore and hike in to the wreck.
Today I heard from a ranger (Jean-Claude) that is surveying the area and he somehow found my blog site where I have pictures of the DC3. Very surprised, it was exciting to see aerial view pictures of the plane taken very recently. The planes is still there and appears to be intact less the engines that were salvaged. If you look closely you can see the impact of the forest fire that occurred there 20 years ago. The picture above from 1964 shows dense tree growth (which probably cushioned the planes landing).
The guys assembled a great video.
Jean-Claude plans to hike in to the wreck and take some pictures in the next month, I look forward to hearing about the story. I’d like to hike in myself but the location is very remote (South east of Waskaganish Quebec – was called Rupert House years ago) and requires a bush plane (has floats). Such a trip for myself would be very expensive but maybe someday when I need some adventure.