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     No cockpit demands as much intense focus as an SR-71 Blackbird’s, and in frustrating irony, no cockpit offers a better view. There was no time to look out the window. The plane knew when your eyes started to wander to the spectacle of earth from 85,000 feet; that’s when something would go wrong. There was much to monitor. The many “steam gauge” instruments reflect a bygone era, giving the pilot information ranging from heading to compressor inlet temperature, each dial representing a critically important system.

      Even though this cockpit was operated through 2,854 flight hours, it looks brand new. That’s because it was only ever flown using the gloved hands of a crew member wearing the essential high altitude pressure suit. Every control is large enough to be adjusted with those bulky pressure suit gloves. 

     You sit atop your throne, the SR-1 ejection seat, which carries a rare 100% success rate. To operate the circuit breakers, you must reach beside and behind your seat, outside your field of view through the pressure suit helmet. To make sure you actuate the correct breaker, you count down the rows and columns by feel.

     March Field Air Museum in Riverside, California, is kind enough to display SR-71A 17975 with her cockpit open. This gives us a rare peek inside the world of the Blackbird, allowing us to look inside something that was formerly top secret and reserved only for a privileged few crew members. These photos were captured using a camera extended into the cockpit via monopod. At no point did I or my equipment come in contact with the artifact.

On October 13, 1972, the navigating equipment aboard Uruguayan Air Force Flight 572 malfuctioned, and the plane carrying 45 passengers crashed into a peak in the Andean mountains, killing twelve people instantly. The remaining survivors were left with virtually no shelter, heat, or food, and five more people succumbed within the next few days to the cold or their injuries.

A search for the plane was conducted over a period of eight days, but pilots scouting the mountain ranges failed to spot the intact fuselage or the twenty seven survivors that remained. Due to poor weather the search was cancelled after just eleven days, leaving the survivors at the total mercy of the elements.

The survivors quickly exhausted their few food stores, and there was no vegetation or animals that high on the mountain (some 13 000 feet). Facing starvation, the survivors made the grimmest of decisions; in order to live, they had to dine on human flesh.

Most of the survivors initially refused the notion of cannibalism, but after a few days most gave in. They were careful to only eat the flesh of those who were already dead, and they held Mass for the deceased and prayed over them before eating them.

Two weeks after the crash, an avalanche buried the fuselage - which the survivors had converted into a shelter - under several feet of snow, killing another eight people. Fearing the group would not survive the oncoming freezing weather, a drastic decision was made; three survivors would climb the western mountain slope and try to find help. The three strongest men were chosen for the task, and they spent three days wandering the frigid slopes with hardly any food and only half of a sleeping bag for shelter. They made it down the mountain and camped beside a river, hoping for someone to pass by. After nine days the emaciated men were spotted by ranchers on horseback, and local officials could not believe their ears when the men declared they were survivors of the plane crash, and that more survivors were still in the mountains. Helicopters were immediately dispatched, and within hours they discovered sixteen terribly thin, malnourished,ill men huddling for warmth inside the fuselage. They had survived for over two months.

When the story broke, it was a media sensation all around the world. Camera crews flocked to the crash sight and the survivors became instant celebrities. Their ordeal became known as ‘The Miracle of the Andes’ and continues to be one of the most inspiring examples of human survival ever documented.

Picture: the survivors of the plane crash smile for the camera. Notice the half eaten human spinal cord in the bottom right corner.

after the grammys i saw a tweet that basically said “21 pilots is decent and all but i would’ve rather seen Rihanna win” and then there was just this stream of replies from 21 pilots fans that ranged from “i’m sorry who are you and why are you relevant lol” and “you are nothing but week old gum on the bottom of their shoes and you will die in a fire next December”

and it honestly struck the fear of god into my very core 


The Messerschmitt Bf 109 G variant was the successor of the Bf 109 F, with improved wing structure, pilot protection, range of sight, a lighter armour for the fuel tank, larger armament, and an unpgraded engine which enhanced the high-altitude maneuveuring. There were several adaptions for various specific tasks, like long range or high altitude missions. It had 11 models and some of them had subtypes.

Keith Week 2016!

That’s right, a whole week dedicated to our favorite Red Paladin! Keith Week will be smashing into the scene September 26th- October 2nd. 

This is your time to make work of our resident Red Pilot! You’re limitless range of possibilities go from Fanart, Oneshots, Playlists and Asthetics and more! 

When posting to the week, make sure to tag it with KeithWeek2016 so we can find it and reblog your work! It is also acceptable to tag this blog for us to see it too! 


September 26th: Anger

September 27th: Combat

September 28th: Red / Blood

September 29th: Fire

September 30th: Supernovas (They explode and collapse in on themselves)

October 1st: Free Day! (UPDATED)

October 2nd: Galra

Quick Notes:

If you create NSFW, please tag it as such, considering many in the fandom are underage.

Please try to keep shipping to a minimum! This is about Keith, not the other paladins. (Plus there was already a Klance week.)

Questions can be directed to the Admins: @ralligay and @youreagalrakeith

failed cartoon pilots range from “aww i would hav watched that what a shame” to “thank god….thank god,,,, itss dead” with very little inbetween bc thats just the nature/state of western animation