Dear Vin,
Sorry to have taken this long to answer; I believe that the report cited was CITAR-- I copied it from Franks' WHO DOWNED THE ACES IN WW1? (Grub Street, London 1996; Barnes & Noble, New York 1998). (BTW, since I have admitted copying it and did not at first give my source, would anyone here say that I am a plagiarist?-- this actually concerns the thread about Stephen Ambrose)...
Franks continues:"It was not the most sensible thing to do to fly back across the lines at such a low level and one has to wonder why such an experienced pilot as Mannock should have done so. He actually came down at 07.00 near Pacaut Wäldchen in the area of the German 100th Infantry Regiment, so one must assume it was ground fire from this Regiment that hit the SE5. Despite this, one has to wonder too if Mannock himself had been hit, for being so low he must surely have had time to force-land and get clear before his SE5 began to burn."
One more thing-- didn't Mannock and McElroy THE NIGHT BEFORE discuss the matter of following an enemy down? (This is how it was reported in another thread months and months ago)...
Now for McCudden...
I read somewhere that, in "those days", if in trouble, it was advised to crash your plane into a tree-- supposedly much safer than hitting the ground or attempting a landing. Personally, I can't see myself intentionally aiming for a tree...
McCudden's death has always made me wonder; now that I've read of his habit of a climbing turn, I can't think that he did anything wrong. I don't think that he had that sense of invincibility that would characterize an ace or pilot who had spent perhaps too long at the front, as McCudden had been flying in England the months before, as an instructor. Are we saying that once he flew into French airspace that he forgot a rule that he could have very well been teaching to his students only a week before? He just got very, very unlucky; he lingered, I've read, for another day. I hope in God's mercy that he was in a coma...
But, unfortunately, nothing is ever clear-cut; this is from an article that Mr. Halliday sent me. It's from Esquire Magazine (early 1960's), MEMOIRS OF AN ACE, written by Vance Borjaily, about the American ace
Charles D'Olive, 93rd Squadron:
"After the war was ended, D'Olive was sitting in the tent at Toule Airdorme with Shelby, roasting chestnu s and drinking French beer, and waiting for orders to get them home.
'Hobey came in. He had orders to go home, and was kidding us about it.
'"I'm going to hop over to Nancy and pick up my new uniform," he said.
'Shelby said, hell, if the war was over, let's not fly any more. Let's take the Cadillac, but Hobey said no, went out and got a plane and took off. His engine slugged down right over the the hangar, and he tried to turn back. He knew better than that; it's a cardinal rule that when you have engine failure on takeoff, you land straight ahead, reagardless of obstacles. When he tried to turn back the bottom dropped out. He may not have fallen ten feet, but with all the weight of the plane stopped like that in the air, it killed him.'"