Jan 2012 Cessna 140 vs the Mud Mouse
Have I got an interesting story for you! Actually, it’s Ken & Lorraine Morris’ story but I’m passing it along with pleasure! Â This is one they’re going to be telling for years to come and I’d like to be there for the telling! So Ken… Lorraine…. the lady taildraggers fly-in’s coming up?!
At the end of February we purchased a Cessna 140A in California, sight unseen, with the intent to restore it. Ken bought it, took off, and within 15 minutes the engine quit. He had a choice of landing in the San Francisco Bay (cold, wet water) or landing in the Dumbarton Mud Flats (cold, wet tidal mud). He chose the flats and made a great landing. The ground was soft and as soon as the main wheels hit the mud they stopped. Unfortunately the rest of the plane kept moving and it went over and ended up on its back.
He jammed his finger and thankfully that was the extent of personal injuries but the poor little 140 got a bit of gear damage. We found out that the mud flats were in a protected areaÂ for some endangered stupid mud mouse, and the California Fish and Wildlife department head had a major fit when he found out Ken had the audacity to lose his engine power and do an emergency landing in HIS mud!
The insurance company hired a helicopter to remove the plane because God Forbid any other vehicles dared transgress through the Protected Mud Mouse’s territory (Ken never saw ONE)! The helicopter picked the plane up by its gear, upside down, and brought it back to an airport where is was dismantled and loaded on a trailer to be trucked to Illinois.
Milton ElisaPosted at 03:04h, 01 February
That sound quite extreme If any one has insurance. 🙂 I don’t have airplane right now but someone who has they should have visit this. Like to share this informative with others. Thanks.
Lisa MartinPosted at 09:24h, 30 January
Wow. Sounds like you had insurance – good thinking. I didn’t think the enviro-nuts could throw a fit about an engine failure…but then I’ve never flown in CA. Was thinking about flying down next month. Maybe I’ll drive. They have an awful lot of rules and regulations that I’m just not used to. And, selfish me, I’d rather kill a mouse than kill myself.