Jak twój (prawdziwy jednak dziełem raz lato między postaciami stworzony US Navy and Air Force relics, including twisted propellers and smashed jet engines. The wrecked warplane, serial number 153001, retained its overall shape despite enormous damage reportedly caused by a Russian-built surface to air missile, and subsequent impact with the According to the two crew members, Lt. Cdr. C. E. Southwick and Lt. D. J. Rollins survived the crash and became prisoners of war. The wrecked F-4 had belonged to VF-114 ‘Aardvarks' aboard the aircraft carrier USS Kitty Hawk, and remains one of the museum's attractions today. The museum sits at the edge of the unused Bach airfield, providing ample room for this vast junkyard. Obviously, there were planes parked here permanently, there are plenty more interesting rusted support vehicles, and flying machines, including Russian Migs! If you'd like to explore Laos by motorcycle, inside turret Russian BDRM wheeled tank,The BRDM-2 has a crew of four; a driver, a co-driver, a commander, and a gunner. It has two pairs of chain-driven belly wheels lowered by the driver, which allow trench crossing just like its predecessor, and a centralized tire pressure regulation system, which can be used to adjust the tire pressure of all four tires or individual tires while the vehicle is motion to suit to the conditions Well here I sit Laos again, I have been putting around the place on and off for 10 years now. Mostly traveling by motorcycle, no surprise there. However I am now into offroading. This little hobby started around 1999 when I took first backpacking trip after 15 years sailing around the globe on sailboat Espritdemer. This land trip took Thailand, Laos, Vietnam and Cambodia. All countries I was able to rent bikes with the exception of Laos. And Laos, those years was just opening up to tourism. Well off to Singapore and buy a bike. Were I found a trusty ole Xl600 Honda. This good ole bike made trips up through Thailand, Malaysia, Laos, Cambodia, Vietnam and Borneo. To cut a story short eventually I moved down to a smaller more nimble bike XR400. around 2003 I discovered the ancient Kymer Empire known as Ankor Wat. Cambodia at the time was just coming out of the Kymer Rouge and the country was a shambles with and dilapidated road network, which had more oxcarts than cars the country. Well with the combination of great offroad riding and the lure of ancient temples the Jungles. I spent a few seasons with GPS mapping, discovering ancient temples and ancient road networks across the land. Wow great fun and memories, until development caught up with the place and it became a bit ordinary. The fantastic temples, surrounded by landmine signs with skull and crossbones that I would camp inside, would now have ticket gates guards and tourists!! attention turned northwards towards Laos and the theme of ancient roads, the Ho trails were the next target. Of course with all the GPS gear from the boat and a few navigation skills. I used the incredible US Military maps to find the old trails which were intact, lots of war junk along the trails and the main source of income for the locals was selling the metal to the Vietnamese which was then melted down smelters. blah blah blah. After a few years of this great fun I continued to map the whole of the country and produce the LaosGPSmap which you can on the web site. However the Ho trail continues to be a passion, fact I am writing this from Xepon site of one of the biggest battles of war. The Lao and Vietnamese are have a huge celebration and dedication ceremony at the new war museum here at To me it was a dark, foreboding place where we knew the enemy was creeping up on us and we were shooting at ghosts, just every once a while happening to hit something important. Not enough to stem the tide. Excerpt,I participated two invasions of Cambodia.The first was the U.S. invasion the of 1970. The second was early 1971 when the South Vietnamese alone invaded Cambodia but were supported by U.S. gunship and medevac aircraft. During that second invasion, I never saw Cambodia during the day, as all of medevac border crossings came at or after sunset. One night while we were deep Cambodia we were hijacked by some ARVN's who were losing a battle. Because of the large number of casualties, the mission called for two Dustoff aircraft. I was the first bird and CW2 was right behind us with his. Our landing site was to the center of a ring of tanks and and APC's located on the top of a large bare hill top surrounded by thick jungle. All of the tanks and APC's were outward and engaging with the enemy. The chaos reminded me of old movie where the encircled wagon train was defending itself from Indian attacks from all sides. When we touched down the ARVN's abandoned their wounded and swarmed aircraft. medic and crewchief started to throw the unwounded off the aircraft when the ARVN's pointed their weapons at us. I told crew to get back on board and close the cargo doors when they could. I tried to pick our bird up to a hover, but