Fort Wreck - Oct. 6, 2006
Friday morning was perfect when I reached the summit of No. Brother at 10:45 a.m. Ice and rime still covered whatever had not been touched by the sun, including the west border of the summit sign. I wondered if the tail of the WW II cargo plane wreck would be visble, as other posts had indicated, and it was. The morning sun glinted off the tail noticeably, even before I broke out my mini-binos. If you're sitting on the boulder with the summit sign, it's in a straight line with the high point of the east end of the Fort plateau, just over a hundred vertical feet below the summit and pointing west, where they were flying. It appears to be about 80% of the way from the west to the east end of the Fort plateau.
From the high point of Fort (the second cairn from the west, with the wreck's radio on top, which my altimeter measured as 3,870 feet, five feet higher than the west cairn), I traced a herdpath along the spine of the ridge for .14 mile, where it petered out just as I spotted a flag that led to others that led me through fairly thick growth, SE, to the tail. The wreckage heads back west and slightly down for a couple of hundred yards. I saw the wreckage in Pamola's pictures and some other things. In one little hollow I found a round aluminum molding - quite large and possibly an engine cowling - that looked almost new - not at all like a piece of a 62-year old fiery crash. The aluminum was unmarked and shiny.
They were blown off course by 70 miles by a storm which also prevented them from getting a radio location, as they flew from England to Wash., D.C. in 1944, carrying mostly mail, I gather. The crew were six TWA employees under comtract to the Army, and a Sergeant rounded out the crew of seven to make it official. Has they been cruising 150 feet higher (to paraphrase Frodo), they would have had miles of uninteruppted crsuising. The inquest deterined that all seven died instantly on contact.