When Grace Hooper and I flew into Rio then had to take an antique dakota inland about 40 miles. The antique, upon arrival, had a witch doctor and a priest outside of it doing that "blessing" thing and praying.plus waving feathers and beads at it. No windows, no door, missing part of a trim tab from the flalps, We shared the first class flight with sheep, goats, dogs, cats, 4 drunks and a few odd sorts of humanoid types, not to mention a pilot that had a strong resemblance to Fidel Castro.....as we took off finally (one engine cought on fire and they had to put it out) the "thing" gave a severe lurch as we lifted from earth. A small aircraft passed us and notified "fidel" that our tail wheel had fallen off??????. HELLO!!!!! When we landed....and we did land....it was in or on a grass covered field.....no concrete or ashphault. Landing was bumpy and when "thing" finally stopped, Grace and I hopped out at which point, I promptly got down on hands and knees and kissed the ground.
Fortunately, when we got to our little remote station, they had radio communication with rio and a message was sent to CINCLANTFLT that a helo was to be dispatched to retrieve us. Fortunately, "Grace" had the horsepower to get it done. Now! was that scary enough?