Last in a series of articles that includes “Goose Stories”, “More Amphibian Adventures”,
“Runways to Remember”, and “From Shore to Sky”
Peninsula Airways’ white Goose and Steve Harvey’s yellow and blue Widgeon are parked
together on the tarmac at Kodiak’s main airport (ADQ) in the mid-1990’s. (Steve Harvey
For this final article in the series of aviation stories, I turn to some
recent experiences in Kodiak, when I got to take my five and kids along and relive
my childhood a bit, taking a flight to well-remembered places in a well-remembered
Goose. But in this article I am mostly sharing a bit of the continuing adventures
of Steve Harvey and Fred Ball, who have the rare privilege of flying Grumman amphibians
on a daily basis. Steve Harvey has an encyclopedic memory and has done meticulous
research on the history of Kodiak aviation, and his data and photos are throughout
this series. This article features his recent adventures, as the photos provide
a glimpse of what it is like to fly a Grumman Amphibian around Kodiak Island in the
twenty-first century. I also rely heavily on Fred Ball, who flew for Kodiak Western
when my brother Kelly worked there, and has kept me up to date on his adventures.
I have some cool photos of Fred Ball in action as he puts the PenAir Blue Goose through
its paces, (and my wife and family got to tag along) and have also included some
spectacular photos of Fred’s recent adventures with the Grumman amphibians in far-flung
locales across the globe. Thanks to both gentlemen for the fabulous stories and
photos! –Timothy Smith, web author, July, 2011
Gooses at PenAir in the 1990’s (Including a Memorable Flight with Fred Ball in the
Two of PenAir’s Grumman Goose fleet were part of their operations in Kodiak in the
late 1990’s. Fred Ball provided these photos of the planes in action around Kodiak
Island. My family got to experience a water landing in the white Goose in 1996,
and in 1998, we took a routine flight from Kodiak to Ouzinkie in the blue Goose,
which Fred managed to make into an unforgettable adventure.
PenAir operated for many years in Kodiak, with a variety of aircraft, including
Grumman amphibians. PenAir closed up shop in Kodiak shortly after I started making
trips back home in the late 1990s’, but not before I had a few wonderful trips in
their Gooses. The airline had two of them, a white plane with red and yellow trim
with the more familiar fixed pontoons, and a blue and white one with fancy retractable
pontoons that Fred Ball also flew. Fred Ball had worked for Kodiak Western (the
last version of Kodiak Airways) in the 1970’s when my brother Kelly worked there,
so they were old friends, and I had met him on several occasions on my trips north.
On one return to Alaska, my family and I were headed to Ouzinkie to see Mom and
I noticed with disappointment that the white Goose was not out on the tarmac.
Fred Ball came out of the office with a twinkle in his eye and motioned
me around behind the building. There were our suitcases being loaded into their
beautiful blue Goose! Knowing my obsession with picture-taking, he obliged as I
made a total annoyance of myself taking photos left and right. Halfway to Ouzinkie,
he motioned out the window at the M/V Tustumena, the Alaska Ferry, heading towards
Ouzinkie narrows and on to Port Lions. He flew lower so that the ship was nicely
framed in the cockpit windows, and I got a few cool shots. When we landed in Ouzinkie,
he told me to stick around at the airstrip, and he provided a nice photo-op for me.
He took off, then swooped around for a flyby in the other direction, all for the
benefit of my furiously snapping camera. The least I can do is to put them up on
my web site. To me there’s nothing cooler than a Grumman amphibian in flight, and
that little display was as good as a whole air show for me! The photos that follow
are from that fantastic roll of film. Thanks, Fred! I doubt if my family will ever
forget it, and I know I won’t!
Fred Ball (left) with my brother Kelly in 1997. Kelly had worked with Fred back
in the last days of Kodiak Airways (Kodiak Western) in the 1970’s. On the right
is PenAir’s summer schedule board from 1997.
Fred does his preflight check and then we head down the runway at ADQ.
The kids look a little worried at first, but quickly warm to the adventure. Nate’s
reaction in the lower photo is about the same as mine!
As we near Ouzinkie, we buzz the M/V Tustumena, distorted a bit in the pilot’s bubble
window. I’m sure the old Goose was a grand sight to see for her passengers, as well.
Fred prepares the Goose for a landing on the KOZ gravel airstrip, then prepares to
take off again. The only disappointment is that nobody lands in the bay anymore
since the airstrip went in.
Fred retracts the wheels while still above the runway,
...then does a quick turnaround , to buzz the runway in the opposite direction,
...and then heads back to town.
Steve Harvey and His Widgeon: The Tradition Continues
As local Kodiak bush pilots go, Steve Harvey is a legend. He is by no
means the only second-generation pilot flying around Kodiak Island, but his deep
and detailed love for the old planes and pilots and his desire to preserve their
heritage made him an essential resource for this article series. In addition, the
continuation of his father’s legacy in continuing Harvey Flying Service and his choice
of the Grumman Widgeon as his aircraft made him a natural to consult for my articles.
As I have written these articles over the last decade, I have frequently
called him and emailed him with stacks of questions. Between flights at the height
of bear hunting season, he provided anecdotes and corrections and a good many vintage
photos as well. He protests that he’s a “pilot, not a writer,” but his passion for
the great old planes and for the history of aviation in Kodiak is unmistakable, and
borders on poetic. I understand. I love those old planes and old stories, too,
and I’m not even a pilot. And now, since PenAir pulled out of the Kodiak market
and took their Grummans with them, Steve’s Widgeon is about the only working survivor
of a long legacy in Kodiak aviation. Below, he lets his photographs tell the story
of just a few of his adventures in his wonderful Widgeon.
Steve Harvey’s dad, Bill Harvey, peers out the hatch of his Widgeon, surrounded by
a group of hunters, in this photo from the early 1960’s. Harvey Flying Service continues
today in the capable hands of Steve, featuring his own pristine Grumman Widgeon.
Steve Harvey poses beside his Widgeon as it receives some maintenance in the PenAir
hangar in this 1998 photo.
The Harvey Flying Service Widgeon departs Danger Bay in this 1981 photo. You can
see the wake stretching almost to the beach.
Steve Harvey pulls up on the beach in Ouzinkie in this 1982 photo. The sound of
a Grumman attempting to navigate up the beach, then turn around on the soft beach
sand, can be as loud as when it takes off! It’s an inefficient dune buggy, but
unrivaled for getting heavy loads in and out of remote locations. Not bad for a late-1930’s
Top: Steve continues the family tradition, ferrying hunters and fishermen to remote
sites around Kodiak Island. What a gorgeous day for flying! Incidentally, when the
weather is bad, nobody is out flying, so you hardly ever see a photo of Kodiak aircraft
in the wind and rain!
Above: No wonder Steve has such a big smile on his face! What a great profession
to be in, flying a classic plane in and out of beautiful territory with appreciative
passengers! (Both photos provided in 2010 by Steve)
(Official Harvey Flying Service photo) This gorgeous shot of the Harvey Flying Service
Widgeon also graces the logo of Steve’s web page. It was taken on a flight to the
mainland in 2003. N17481 looks just as pretty as the day it was made!
Far-Flung Grumman Adventures (With Fred Ball)
Fred Ball keeps himself occupied as a flight instructor for various Goose
and Widgeon owners, and also conducts annual inspections for Grumman owners. Recently,
I was searching on YouTube, and there was Fred, delivering a Widgeon to its new owner.
He did an impressive fly-by or two, then taxiid over to where the plane was to be
parked. The runway was a grassy field, but that didn’t stop Fred from managing the
entire taxi from the runway to its parking spot on two wheels. He balanced that
Widgeon like a ballet dancer, and the tail wheel touched the ground only when he
actually cut the engines. That kind of casual skill is what keeps Fred in such high
demand. Fred has generously provided some impressive photos of his recent adventures,
and there are still some mighty fine looking Grummans out there!
Here’s a Goose that Fred flew down from San Jose to Cabo San Lucas, Mexico and then
up to Seattle (he got to fly it for ten days).
I’ll bet the plane is getting more attention than the fake pirate ship! Fred is
on our left, next to a fellow pilot and the owner of the Goose.
This beauty belongs to a man in Ireland. Fred Ball went to Ireland to fly it and
train other pilots.
Here the Goose holds its own against a vintage World War II fighter. The Goose airframe
is actually an older design.
Here the Goose floats in an Irish lake, Lough Ree. I hardly notice the nice yacht!
A man’s home is his castle, and this man not only has a castle, but a vintage Grumman
Goose. Nice! This is Ashford Castle on the Lough Comb west of the River Shannon north
of Galway. Well, Mr. Ball, there are only a few things in life that would keep me
from noticing a castle, and you found one!
Here the Goose looks almost cosmic against the backdrop of the jet contrails in the
sunset. Ireland is an even more lovely place thanks to this splendid Goose.
Fred tells the story of this lovely Widgeon:
I checked out a Widgeon that was stuck in the alder brush in North Naknek (Alaska)
a few years back. It was disassembled, put into a container and is now flying out
of Battle Ground Washington. I was at the Boulder City, Nevada “seaplane fly-in”
back in February 2010, and gave about 8 hours of instruction down there in several
It’s hard to believe that this beautiful aircraft flying near Boulder City was a
pile of scrap for several decades! Hats off to the dedicated souls who keep these
planes flying (and floating)!
Fred Ball sent me this self-portrait with a recently restored “Ranger” Widgeon (which
refers to the engines and cowling configuration). This one was restored after three
decades, and is owned by McCormick Aviation in Yakima, Washington. Naturally, Fred
got to put it through its paces!
This shot scanned from official Grumman literature during World War II (and obviously
posed!) brings us back to the Goose and Widgeon’s original purpose, to serve as scout
and rescue planes for the US Navy. It is a happy fact that the amphibians have long
exceeded their original purpose, beyond the wildest imaginations of their designers.
This dramatic Dirk Sundbaum shot captures a Goose in takeoff in the Near Island channel,
with Near Island in the background. But look closely: the tail shows two different
paint jobs, a visible symbol of the ingenuity of the mechanics in keeping the old
birds aloft and functioning properly.
On the left is the Kodiak Airways hangar, where planes were put back together. (The
cleared area in the foreground is the lake end of the KDK airstrip). On the right
is a shot of a Goose (red and white) and Widgeon in various stages of repair. Aviators
must have had a very high opinion of the Grumman amphibians over the years, not only
in Alaska but in many other areas of the world, to have kept them in constant use
since the late 1930’s.
Catalina Island, California, 2004: The front of a store in Avalon pays tribute to
the Grumman Goose, used by Catalina Airlines for many years to connect Avalon to
the mainland (Kodiak Airways’ first Goose was bought from Catalina Airlines). I happened
to be visiting Catalina when Avalon was host to a Goose pilots’ reunion, and I posed
in front of one of several planes that were flown in just for the occasion. The
palm trees and warm California breezes are a far cry from the spruces and crisp air
of Kodiak, but the sentiments toward the old Grummans were shared by all.
It’s a tiny and blurry picture from long ago, but it has a big story
to tell. This slide from the 1960’s shows a Kodiak Airways Widgeon taxiing up to
a cannery on the north end of the Kodiak Island archipelago. It might not be a good
photograph, but it captures the excitement and emotion of getting some mail, finding
a way home, or starting a new adventure for whoever is arriving. Like the stagecoaches
and steam locomotives of old, the old Grummans represent a link to the familiar,
and a gateway to a strange new world.
For many of us who lived in the remote areas, the bush pilots and their
planes were our only regular link to the outside world. And in some places and situations
in Alaska, it’s still that way. One bush pilot told me about a large group of hunters
who got stranded at the far end of the island after the terrorist attacks of 9-11.
It took two days before the pilots in Kodiak could get clearance to pick them up,
because all aviation had been grounded, even in the remote areas.
When the first float plane arrived to remove the hunters, they were angrily
waiting on the beach, thinking that the air service had been negligent or incompetent.
They had spent two extra days (in good weather, no less) awaiting planes that never
came, and none of them had any radios or sat phones. Their reaction, when they heard
the reason for the delay, was shock and dismay, and complete understanding of the
pilots’ dilemma. But it underscores the point, that there are times when somebody’s
bush plane is still your only lifeline to the rest of the planet. No wonder the
planes that served as our vital links in years gone by have such an emotional hold
on us! –Timothy Smith, July, 2011
For more on Kodiak aviation (including much more information on the Goose and Widgeon,
and many more historic photos) please follow the links below.