A couple of weeks ago, Vassilis and I went to the aircraft museum in Staufen. Because things are kind of busy here, I’m not going to spend so much time talking about the different aircraft and such. Instead, I’ll throw in a few notes and let you look at the rest.
Staufen is a small town which is, as we found out, outside of Baden-Wurttemberg. We bought a Baden-Wurttemberg ticket, but Vassilis freaked out once he saw that we were about half an hour away from the border. Later on, he had us buy a ticket to get us back to the border, which ended up costing about 4.50 apiece. I bet him 20 cents (the amount of money in my pocket at the time) that we wouldn’t even be checked. I ended up winning that bet, and probably should have put my money where my mouth is and refused to have bought a ticket. Oh well.
The town itself is pretty nice and small. It’s obviously a tourist destination, and although there isn’t much to do, it’s worth a day trip to walk through. I wish that we had a bit more time to go through the town, though, but it took us nearly three hours to get there, so add to that the time spent in the museum and the day goes by rather quickly. The museum, incidentally, is about a mile and a half from the train station, so it’s a nice walk. You could take a bus, too, I suppose, but when we went, it was a beautiful day and we’d just spent several hours in trains, so a walk was warranted.
Full-sized photos are all under the fold. Warning: there are a lot of photos.
Now, without too much further jibber-jabber, here are some photos.
Optimus Prime! We saw a truck try to navigate the pedestrian zone on our way to the museum, and it was ugly. Don’t try that at home, kids.
Attilla and the Huns. That’d make for a great band name, right? It would, if they spelled the name right.
It’s a good start, but if we’re going to dominate the universe, we’re going to need to add some weapons onto those things. Planet-destroying weapons.
The first of many cases of mistaken identity. I thought this was a Messerschmidt plane, but it turns out to be an F-104. Shows how much I know about them flyin’ thingies past 1920…
Now that’s more like it: a Fokker Dr.I. My guess is that this was one of Richthofen’s Flying Circus.
This was Lieutenant Paul Baeumer’s plane. He flew in Jasta 2 , which was Richtofen’s old unit before he formed the Flying Circus.
This funny-looking aircraft doesn’t get too much elevation, but then again, what do you expect from a Ford?
I I have it right, this is a MiG-19, the bane of the Sabre in Korea.
Speaking of Sabres, here’s a Canadian one. Vassilis, being a Canuckophile, loved it.
For the man who has everything: an amphibious automobile. Just drop the boat engine in the back and you’re ready to go.
I saw too many cartoons growing up to pass up an opportunity to photograph a railroad cart. Unfortunately, there’s about a 3-foot walkway in between this cart and a train, so I had to struggle to get a good enough picture, and it wasn’t possible with my camera to get it 100%. The camera was pressing against the train…
A MiG-23. One of the advantages of going to an aircraft museum in Europe is that you get more Soviet planes than at Wright-Patterson. One of the disadvantages is that Wright-Patterson has some outstanding aircraft that there’s no chance you’d catch here, like the SR-71.
I kicked this train. Yes, it made me feel like a big man. I have so little respect for it that I didn’t even rotate it so that the photo’s going in the right direction. Eat it, Communism!
Vassilis, standing next to an F-15 Eagle.
Vassilis, closer-up. He actually has the picture of me, so you don’t get to see me in this series. I’m sure you’re all crying at that.
An F-4 Phantom, apparently from the Michigan Air National Guard.
Much like the Internets, this museum had lots of tubes, so you could climb up the stairs to get up to an exhibit and then use the tube to get back down. It was a lot of fun doing that. In this case, we were looking at a Boeing 747 and had to walk up several flights of stairs to get there, so I enjoyed the ride down. Vassilis chickened out and walked down the stairs. Wuss.
The aft compartment of a 747. I like the overexposure here because it looks like what people in the 1980s thought The Future! looks like.
On the wing of a 747. There were a fair number of Americans here at the time, and a couple of them walked out. One guy said, “Wait, what are we doing here?” I had to bite my tongue to keep from replying, “Well, I’m going to go out on a wing here…” I know how to mix my metaphors.
A Blue Angels F-4.
An Mi-24 Hind. They let us look inside other types of helicopters, but not this one.
This is an Indian MiG-21. Seriously, pink? You aren’t going to frighten too many people that way…
A one-man submarine developed in 1944. Boy, how much fun it had to have been to be that one guy. My guess is that these submarines were more like aircraft: you go out for a few hours and head back home when you’re done. Oh, did I tell you that there were submarines here? It’s actually a “technical museum” so although aircraft are the main attraction, you get all different kinds of stuff. If you haven’t figured that out already.
I like aircraft art, and there’s apparently some submarine art as well.
We got to walk inside a submarine. This was a German submarine U-9 which was recommissioned as a NATO diesel sub. It was difficult for me to walk through and I’m not exactly that heavy of a guy. Even Vassilis had trouble because of the fact that he’s tall.
An improvement on the one-man submarine, this one at least lets you chat with somebody as you’re hanging around, waiting to shoot torpedoes.
Obviously too early for its time, this interstellar spacecraft has hyperspace capabilities and five hardpoints for lasers and cannons…oh, wait, this was a boat from the 1930s. Seriously. They should sue George Lucas.
Admiral Lord Nelson’s eyepieces. Supposedly used at Trafalgar.
Back outside and back to the aircraft, we found this Su-22.
Neither of us could figure out what type of plane this is. Vassilis thought it was a Mirage, but I have no clue.
Miami Vice: German Edition.
It was very helpful of the Soviets to put English instructions on their aircraft. Better than having people learn Russian, that’s for sure.
The two photos shown above (including the door) are from an Antonov AN-22, a Soviet troop transport developed in the 1960s. Inside the aircraft, they showed a propaganda video of this transport. It landed, opened up, and out came three busloads of happy Soviet children. Because that’s the primary use of such a plane: taking kids to school in rural areas.
I took this photo just for Jianhong.