Growing up, I enjoyed Vietnam War helicopter-pilot memoirs, like Robert Mason’s Chickenhawk. U.S. Army Air Cavalry helos were a lifeline for American troops, but clear landing zones were rare in the deep jungle. Pilots got creative when wounded soldiers and critical supplies were on the line. Mason describes literally hacking down trees with the main rotor of his UH-1 “Huey” to land where he needed to be.
I admired both the skill and guts of the pilots, and the amazing machines that allowed them to get in and out of tight spaces from just about any direction, and land vertically on a dime.
