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And the radar cross-section of a sparrow.
frequency of the radar and the angle of view comes into play but yeah baseball size RCS
Lived most of my life East side of Kansas City, about 50 miles from Whiteman AFB where they are stationed. A number of times whilst driving down 50 hiway I have had one ghost overhead really close. Close enough to read the nomenclature written on it.
had to learn where the "oil burner routes" were in northern nevada back in the 1970's. found a nice campsite off the beaten track in the hills quite a ways off from the jeep trails as getting a jeep in the tent at oh dark thirty was unpleasant. right at sunrise the next beautiful day, threeF-111s popped over the ridge line upslope from us and roared down hill less than 500' off the trees but below the ridge lines. loud. very very loud. fast bitches haulin ass. did not hear them until they were right here! pushing a lot of speed, we estimated 600kts. must have had the 1st or 2nd notch of AB selected as there was no smoke trail. the wash blew cones from the trees. could easily read the MDS stencil below the cockpit.had we been bad guys with MANPADS, we could not have touched them. General Dynamics built us one hell of a medium bomber.God awful trash cans they called engines, though.
Worked at a mine where we had a huge gas burner running into a kiln and it would sometimes let the flame go quite a ways down the kiln and come roaring back. This caused a lot of trouble and everybody scrambled to help with any problems. One night we were outside in the open and it happened, worse than ever, and as we went into emergency mode the air force jets appeared about 20 feet overhead. Loudest thing I think I had ever heard at the time. They came back a little later but we were out there cheering thm=em on this time.jack