in 1975 I was stationed at Sparrevohn Alaska, at the very top of an extinct volcano watching the Russians. We would scramble Phantoms weekly to intercept, all just games as we would never engage.
On the return trip, many times these interceptors would be going right by our mountain and if you asked nicely, sometimes they would do a fly by.
I would get on the base loudspeaker and announce the fly by and everyone that could would turn out to watch.
The most memorable one was a pair of em, on the deck, hauling butt, then staying right near ground level as they climbed the mountain, rolled, and descended inverted right down the other side. Snow swirled off the dormitory as they passed over it on top of the mountain. Stuff shook. The noise was overwhelming, and, we cold see the smile on the pilots faces, or we imagined it because they had their masks on, but I knew they were smiling.
I love that plane, I always will.
BTW, I was the "weapons controller". I vectored our aircraft to the enemy using not much more that what I use in Aces High to spot incoming missions.
