Largest cargo aircraft in the world.
Following are links to the huge Russian AN-225 that has made many layovers in Anchorage for fuel, crew change and maintenance. Unbelievable aircraft and used quite often by American industrial companies. To my knowledge, there is only one flying at this time although more were built.
http://members.lycos.co.uk/aerospace21/antonov/an-225.html
http://images.google.com/images?q="AN-225"&ie=ISO-8859-1&hl=en
http://www.aerospaceweb.org/aircraft/transport-m/an225/
Anyone care to change all wheel assemblies? How about 60 of them?
The AN-124 is a great cargo aircraft, also a frequent layover in Anchorage.
http://images.google.com/images?q="an-124"&ie=ISO-8859-1&hl=en
http://www.fas.org/man/dod-101/sys/ac/row/an-124.htm
What an aircraft to operate a charter for any mile high club.
Ok, now on the subject of Russia I have to say something about my oldest brother.
Another story about Russia.
While on leave from Wien, I was assistant manager of the only hotel at Prudhoe Bay open to the public. At the same time, I set up and operated the first commercial tour program of the entire oil patch on the north slope.
At one point, there was a large group of National Science Foundation personnel from all over the world that stayed at my hotel when I was acting manager. Remember, this was back in the cold war days.
Since the entire oil patch was declared dry and no alcohol available, I invited the whole group to my room. I couldn't read so didn't know what the directions said.
At some point during the evening, I ended up sitting next to a great guy from Russia (who could speak some english) who had brought along his own bottle of, guess what? Vodka. He shared it with me and talk about something great. Went down like water. Anyway, we got talking and I happened to mention that my oldest brother had done a lot of lecturing in Russia, especially at the University of Moscow. Sooner or later, he asked the name of my brother and I said "Dr. Don Aufenkamp". Talk about a shock on someone's face.
After he got his voice back, he told me he had met and spent a lot of time with my brother in Moscow. One night, both of them almost got thrown in jail in Moscow by the KGB when they got drunk while parting. Seems the KGB was following my brother wherever he went. My bro never said a word about it so when I heard about it from a guy from Russia, it really floured me.
Much later, my brother confirmed the situation and was really surprised I had met the guy. That was about the time my brother brought out a bottle of the same vodka. Served in sake cups to save volume I assume.
Kind of hard to keep up with a brother that got his degree at the Sorbonne in Paris, studied under Einstein and worked with Oppenheimer but I tried. I think I got a grade of F though. Just call me stupid. Now days I have to have a rabbit to help me tie my sneakers.