I know it's a longshot but the world is full of strange coincedances...
Wondering if anyone worked with these two Vietnamese chopper pilots- Cowboy
and Mustachio. I know they worked with US SF and MACV-SOG between 64 and
67. Mustachio was KIA 03 Jul 66
I found some info on Mustachio at:
http://www.specialoperations.com/MACVSOG/Memorial/Chronological.html
The description of his death fits what my cousin told me yesterday.
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Rob Cookson
"They that can give up essential liberty to obtain a little temporary safety
deserve neither liberty nor safety"
Benjamin Franklin
I remembered seeing the names of Cowboy and Mustachio in my SOG history
books by Harve Saal. There's a story in which both are mentioned, an
abbreviated
version of which I'll recount below.
"During my experiences with SOG there were exceptions which mellowed my past
experiences with Vietnamese soldiers. Two of these exceptions were
nicknamed 'Mustachio' and 'Cowboy' - the main helicopter pilots for C&C Det
operations. Mustachio was so nicknamed because of the big black mustache he
sported. He was in his 30s and a very serious person with a devil-may-care
attitude. I think he modeled himself after South Vietnam's Air Marshal,
Nguyen Cao Ky, right down to the white scarf and aviator sunglasses.
Mustachio was one unbelievable chopper pilot, he did things with a H-34
helicopter that experts said couldn't be done. He wanted to have a Huey
(UH-1) helicopter but had to use his unmarked "34" for insertions into North
Vietnam, Laos and Cambodia. There were no maneuvers he did not try with his
helicopter and he took it anywhere. He had a special, unexplainable
attachment and relationship with the machine. He could be counted on to
volunteer for the most dangerous of missions. No matter the distance,
weather or hazard, he would fly anywhere to extract and rescue a recon team
in trouble. The teams he inserted were "his men" and he felt personally
responsible for them until he exfiltrated them safely. Many from C&C Det
owed their lives to him and were never able to thank him enough. His
mustache covered a lip scar which he had received while extracting a team in
Laos. As the recon team was scrambling aboard his helicopter, the enemy on
the landing zone shot him in the face through the windshield.
A younger pilot, second to Mustachio, was 'Cowboy'. He loved anything
American, especially those things connected with the wild west. He always
seemed to be smiling and had a large brimmed white cowboy hat. Instead of a
white neck scarf, he wore a yellow bandana tied around his throat in the
fashion of his American hero, John Wayne. He carried a 38 caliber revolver
slung low on his hip in a western holster. I seem to recall he even owned
a pair of cowboy boots, although I don't think he flew in them. He was an
active western movie buff and often asked if someone had seen such and such
a movie. If we had, he would ask for opinions on one part or another. If
on the other hand we had not, we were in for a long, detailed explanation of
the movie's plot and its characters. He had been born in the wrong place at
the wrong time.
Where Mustachio was an articulate, laid-back personality, Cowboy was wilder
and crazier. He rode his helicopter like it was a wild west Mustang,
sometimes heeling it all around the sky for the sheer joy of flying. His
antics on occasion perturbed Mustachio, but in spite of his tricks they
were very close friends.
I recall one time as we flew from FOB2 (Kontum) to the launch site at Dak
To, he unnerved Mustachio by seeing how close he could get to his
rotor blades before Mustachio yelled at him over the radio. The minute
Mustachio keyed his radio's hand-mike, Cowboy laughed loudly and gestured to
him with his thumb and forefinger indicating how close he had come.
Mustachio
shook his head in disbelief and began a derogatory tirade in Vietnamese.
At other times, along the route to Dak To while following the river, Cowboy
challenged Mustachio to see who could come closest to the river surface.
Mustachio
apparently did not rate this hazard with rotor-wrapping. So there we were,
skimming our
way down the river with both chopper wheels causing a rippling water-wake
and small
rooster tail. It may have been fun for them, but it caused a big lump in my
throat and the
pit of my bowels.
It was the way of the "Kingbee" pilots, the men who flew the unmarked H-34
helicopters into the jaws of certain death. I was glad to have known them
and called them my
friends."
(This account written by Dave Donahue, CPT, C&C Det. 1966-67)
Sandy Hill
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'Always shoot for the moon. Even if you miss you'll land amongst the
stars.'
"Rob Cookson" <red_daw...@mindspring.com> wrote in message
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That's them, that's exactly who I was looking for! Thank you very BIG for
taking the time to type that up.
Cheers,
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Rob Cookson
"They that can give up essential liberty to obtain a little temporary safety
deserve neither liberty nor safety"
Benjamin Franklin
Sandy Hill <sandr...@gellert.freeserve.co.uk> wrote in message
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The weekend before last I attended the USMC/Vietnam Helicopter Crew Association
reunion in San Diego. At the Saturday night dinner the group was addressed by a
former VNAF H-34 pilot. I believe it may have been Cowboy. He was a double
amputee and during his talk (very hard to understand) he mentioned Mustachio.
Does anyone know if Cowboy is still alive?
Slowboy
Sandy, this was interesting stuff.
Who were "all" the helicopter pilots who refused? Any record of what
unit or how many?
>An unknown number of Special Commando Scouts
>(names and ranks unknown) CCS, Bam Me Thout, Ops 35.
Was CCS in Ban Me Thout? I thought CCC was in that area?
I was sending dispatches from the front daily, but apparently good old
*%&*^$ MSN didn't post them.
I'm have to work up an AAR "soon." I'm trying to sell a house, figure
out how to cheat the tax man, and move all at the same time.
BTW, sorry I didn't catch up with you while I was over. The morning
traffic coming in from Ko' Olina was a bit too much for a man on
vacation. Had a wonderful time, though.
Things have really changed since 1977! Found my old unit still at
Helemano Mil. Res., but someone plunked down a couple of hundred Army
family houses there, too!
Lee