THE MOMENT
The privileged spectators draw close. Conversations stop. All eyes are on the old contraption as it creeps up gently to the beautiful old biplane. Is it going to work? Is it going to turn the propeller? Will the rare 12-cylinder Rolls-Royce Kestrel engine cough into life? Will that huge bicycle-chain mechanism come apart under load, spewing metal rods, gears and bushings all over the ramp?
We’re standing between the buildings of the Canadian Aviation and Space Museum. It’s an early Fall day, and a touch chilly. The rain is holding off, for now. A rare Hawker Hind is chocked into place on the ramp, gleaming silver fabric outlining its beautiful streamlined form. It’s the epitome of biplane grace. No between-war fighters ever looked finer than these Hawker machines, with their powerful R-R engines so elegantly cloaked and cowled. It’s the only one in Canada – for now.
The ancient, modified Model T Truck approaches very slowly, inching in. The strange arrangement of overhead rods and shafts, born by an A-frame mounted on the wood body, closes with the delicate aeroplane. The Hind’s V-12 Kestrel engine is fronted by an enormous carved wooden propeller, and the approaching carbon-steel drive shaft could do irreparable damage.
The man in the left seat of the restored modified truck has his foot lightly on the left pedal, feathering it with the most gentle touch. All eyes focus as the distance shrinks to inches. A grey-haired man stands ahead and to one side. He holds up both hands, palms facing each other, measuring the distance between the end of the overhead shaft and the propeller’s hub, telegraphing the distance-to-go to the driver. His hands almost touch. The truck stops.
Two other men stand by the truck’s back wheels. They are holding large chocks, which are attached to the vehicle by spliced manila rope. At a signal they stoop and ram the chocks firmly in front of the rear wheels. Both machines are now chocked and can’t move. The shaft-end is 8 inches from the propeller, but can no longer strike it by accident. The spectators breathe a long sigh of relief.
Now there is a delay – the Model T driver is focused on something down on the floor, head bent, hand on a strange blue-painted lever. Several others crowd in to see. The driver joggles the lever as his foot caresses a pedal, and then the lever moves into place with a “click”. He looks up, smiles, holds up a thumb. The others back away.
With a strong leap, a blue-suited figure mounts the deck of the front of the Model T Truck, and grasps the overhead shaft. A hub extends from it, with two simple pin-handles. He grabs these and pushes firmly toward the propeller. As if by magic, an inner shaft emerges from the main shaft, and slides forward towards the prop. With a practiced twist, the pin-handles lock into a spiral groove in the propeller-hub. The man jumps down, grinning, holding a thumb up. The two machines, friends from long ago, are now linked for the first time in more than 70 years.
A man in a flight suit stands by the Hind’s wingtip, where driver and pilot can both see him. He calls to the pilot, not shouting, but projecting very clearly, “Fuel on? Mixture rich? Throttle set? Mags on? Contact?” and hears the pilot’s reply: “Contact!” The flight-suited arm is raised, thumb-up, and then whirled in a circular motion. This is the moment of truth. It happens now.
The Model T shakes as the RPM mounts, then the bicycle-chain-on-steroids starts to move. The shaft turns. As it does so all eyes are drawn to movement at the aeroplane. The propeller is turning! It make one revolution, then the engine gives a bark! It might work! But it doesn’t catch, and now comes the test for the weird mechanism mounted on the Model T – will it break apart under the load? The compression of the V-12 is fierce, plus it is a geared engine, with nearly a 2:1 ratio. The truck is trying to turn the little gear with the big one – like starting away in a car in high gear.
Three or four turns; the propeller spins. It functions! The Kestrel is turned strongly. Nothing gives way. There is a sudden Roar! The prop vanishes into a fast-spinning disc of motion. It starts! All eyes immediately focus on the shaft. Does it move back, out of the way? Will there be disaster – wood chips all over the asphalt? As if by an unseen force, the pin handles move away. The extended shaft retracts, clear of the prop. Success!
With great care the driver of the Model T moves the blue lever, then carefully backs away. The chocks drag-along on the ends of their ropes, which are measured to be short of the front wheels. The vehicle makes a 90-degree turn away from the path of the Hind and comes to a halt. Three men immediately approach the driver, huge grins splitting each face. Hands extend and are shaken.
Eyes link. The bellow of the revving-up Kestrel is too noisy for speech, but heads nod and hands grip. The moment passes, but there is a feeling of Victory.
It tastes sweet.
The Building of the Hucks
Why would anyone go to the trouble of replicating something as arcane as a Hucks Starter? What would possess anyone to do it? The answer lies with Mike Potter, as so many things do at Vintage Wings of Canada. Mike’s eye was long ago caught by the beauty of the Hawker biplanes. Eventually he had the opportunity to sponsor the restoration of a Hawker Fury, the most perfect of the Hawker line. (The Fury is well under way – stay tuned for a future story on this site.)
But he had no way of starting it. The Rolls-Royce Kestrel engine never had an electrical starter. Instead, the Royal Air Force employed the Hucks. While it appears to be a strange contraption – a Rube Goldberg apparatus, in fact it served quite well. The ground crews certainly preferred it to using the hand-cranks, which was a slow and painful process under anything but the most ideal conditions.
So, in 2010, Mike called Roger Hadfield, of Milton, Ontario, my Father. He knew that Roger was a vintage car enthusiast, and owned several Model T Fords. Also, Roger is a very experienced pilot. He flew Boeing B-17s for Kenting,de Havilland Doves in the corporate world, owns a SV4B Stampe biplane (in which he won several Aerobatics championships in the Intermediate category) and retired as a Douglas DC-8 Captain at Air Canada. Would Roger build VWC a Hucks Starter? Intrigued and challenged, he said yes.
Roger’s connection with the Model T Ford, upon which a Hucks is based, goes way back. He traded a flock of sheep for one when he was fifteen. Later, as the car collection grew (it currently totals about 40 cars and tractors, including Canada’s oldest car, an 1897 High-Wheeler), he and his wife Eleanor ended up with four Ts.
His first thought was that it had better be a Model T Truck, not a car. The truck drive shaft terminates in a worm-drive at the differential, resulting in a much slower and smoother approach to a valuable aeroplane. Research supported this. Also the Truck suspension better supports the heavy Hucks upperworks. Thus he put his old-car contacts into play and, within a few weeks, bought a Model T Truck engine and chassis from a restorer near Peterborough, Ontario. Roger is completely tuned-in to the vintage automobile world, and soon parts were arriving from all over the continent. In no time, he had a running engine on a chassis with wheels, and was driving around the yard seated on an old Evinrude gas tank.
At the same time Roger realized that he needed to see a Hucks close-up. Drawings were non-existent. He organized a trip to England, where there are three Hucks. None of these are original, but the one at the Shuttleworth Collection at Old Warden was built in 1952 when there was still a living memory of Hucks use, and is probably the closest. Roger was allowed access, and he and Eleanor returned with over 500 photos and fond memories of the delightful people they’d met.
Roger is a restorer and a natural engine man, but no machinist. The heart of the Hucks apparatus is the dog-clutch, where power is transferred from the drive shaft to the Hucks drive-sprocket. Making that, and the upper works, stumped him. Fortunately he knew of Reg Miller of St. Thomas, again through his old car connections. Reg was the man everyone went to when they had a particularly difficult part to be replicated, a machinist “par excellence”. Would Reg be interested? Again, the answer was “Yes”.
Reg survived 18 years of crop-dusting in everything from Piper J-3 Cubs to 450 HP Boeing Stearmans before deciding to work as a machinist and engineer. He ran a manufacturing plant, and could invent and build anything. Later, in retirement, he built many enormously complicated miniature gas or stream powered engines in his basement shop. He won many prizes. He said he’d been looking for a project he “could sink his teeth into.” Roger delivered him the engine/chassis.
So during the winter of 2010/2011, a strange contraption grew amongst the rafters of Reg’s old single-car garage. Since the Hucks is tall, and the garage is low, the vehicle had to be jiggled back and forth as the pieces came together, literally weaving in between the roof trusses.
In the spring it was disassembled, and Roger trailered it back to the farm. [insert photo: onto the trailer] This is where I came in -- an occasional boat-builder, always in wood. I gathered up my tools. The body of the Hucks is made of wood, strongly joined to support the weight of the upperworks. We had to make the truck’s box and seat, which hinges. And a deck had to be built out the front, also hinged so that the truck could be hand-started if necessary. The smell of freshly-sawn pine and spruce mingled with the engine-smells of the farm shop. In a couple of days we had it done – stout and strong.
Roger is the kind of man who is up early and working in his shop by 07:30 every day. He loves an interesting machine. All the parts were there, the tools were there, and a lifetime’s experience put to use. His son/my brother Phillip (also an Air Canada pilot) was often there, on Standby/Reserve at work, and helped quite a bit. In a mere couple of weeks it was assembled and ready to test. Reg had also built a receiver to go onto the hub of the Stampe, so the test-aircraft was right there.
It’s no big surprise now, but at the time it seemed like a major question – would it work? Of course it did, and the 142 HP Gipsy Major engine of the old family biplane (which also has no starter other than the Armstrong variety) spun into life.
After that it was paint, detailing, and arranging it to be shipped. Since the VWoC hangar was full, and the Fury not yet ready, Stephen Quick of the Canadian Aviation and Space Museum at Rockcliffe allowed us to park it there. And so we rolled it in front of the Hawker Hind, drained the gasoline and disconnected the battery, and waited for the day when we could start the Rolls-Royce Kestrel.
The Past
How did such an odd-looking device as the Hucks evolve?
Bentfield Hucks was a prewar pilot who achieved fame by being the first in England to perform a loop. He did it in a Bleriot monoplane (which calls for a level of intestinal fortitude not matched by this writer.) He joined the RFC and went to France in 1914. There he became ill and was invalided back to England, where later he found work flight-testing aircraft for Geoffrey de Havilland: for “Airco”. Click here to see Bentfield Hucks' obituary and a brief history of his accomplishments.
Getting these early engines started was difficult. They had to be hand-swung. For a low-horsepower rotary engine (in which all the cylinders and propeller rotate around a stationary crankshaft), as in a Sopwith Pup, it wasn’t physically too hard. Their compression was low. But as the engines grew larger, and as the V-8s and V-12s came along, they became stiffer, and hand-starting them became more dangerous. Captain Hucks must have seen many injuries, so he developed the starter that bears his name, and patented it.
It looks odd, of course. All those rods and pipes and chains look improvised and shaky. But in fact the RAF found it very simple and convenient to use, and Airco was commissioned to make hundreds. He chose the Ford Model T to build upon because by then about half the world’s vehicles were Model T’s – Ford was spooling-up to make over 8,000 per day. Many RAF service vehicles were based on T trucks and cars. Personnel already knew how to drive them and service them. And in daily use the men who had to get the aeroplanes started would have been much in favour of using the Hucks rather than risking their arms and legs.
Poor Capt. Hucks survived all the uncertainties and vicissitudes of those early aircraft – who knows how many narrow escapes? – only to succumb to the Spanish Influenza epidemic of 1918.
So, how does it work?
The transmission is modified to add a dog-clutch, to transmit power to either the rear wheels, or the overhead mechanism via a chain-drive.
Sticking out the front there is a long shaft. It is adjustable at the front end by easing a clamp and then moving the collar up or down or sideways on the sheer legs. This allows it to line-up with the propeller hub.
To help take the weight, there is a higher “counterbalance” shaft attached by a cord, and the other end of it is fastened to a tightly-stretched heavy bungee cord – like a teeter-totter. This makes it much easier for the man lining-up the main shaft.
The main shaft is hollow, and made of square tube. Inside it is another square tube which extends out the front. It is free to slide. The pin-handles which lock into the propeller-hub are on this inner shaft. The rear end of this shaft is pulled aft by a bungee, hidden inside.
The pin-handles fit into a spiral groove machined into the receiver on the propeller hub. When the engine starts, the propeller spins much faster than the pin-handled shaft, thus kicking it back out the spiral, and then the hidden bungee pulls the inner shaft away from the prop. [insert word document with labeled photo] This stops the shaft hitting the spinning propeller. (It works like an automobile starter bendix.)
The truck re-engages the rear wheels via the dog-clutch, and then backs carefully away, dragging its chocks with it.
The RCAF used Hucks starters. Wat Martin, Canada’s De Havilland guru, says there was one on every RCAF base between the wars. They were used on post-WWI aircraft such as the DH4 and the DH9, then later on the Armstrong-Whitworth Siskin fighter aircraft and its Armstrong-Siddeley Jaguar 385 HP engine.
The standard RCAF trainer was the Avro 504K, with a Le Rhone rotary engine, and this was usually hand-started, but later they were modified to use the Armstrong-Siddeley Lynx engine of 160 HP, as the 504N, and for this the Hucks starter was used.
Similarly, they were used all over the world, particularly in the Commonwealth, but also by NACA, predecessor to NASA.
No one knows what happened to them. Presumably they went out of use as the more modern radial engines arrived, with integral electric starters. They were probably consumed by the scrap-metal-drives that accompanied the shortages of WWII. There isn’t a single original one left.
But now there’s one in Canada, and it works!