Produced by Chris Curnow, Joseph Cooper, Barbara Kosker and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net CAVALRY OF THE CLOUDS [Illustration: "CONTACT" CAPTAIN ALAN BOTT, M. C. OF THE BRITISH ROYAL FLYING CORPS] CAVALRY OF THE CLOUDS BY "CONTACT" (CAPT. ALAN BOTT, M.C.) _With an introduction by_ MAJOR-GENERAL W. S. BRANCKER (Deputy Director-General of Military Aëronautics) [Illustration] GARDEN CITY - NEW YORK DOUBLEDAY, PAGE & COMPANY 1918 Copyright, 1917, by Doubleday, Page & Company _All rights reserved, including that of translation into foreign languages, including the Scandinavian_ DEDICATED TO THE FALLEN OF UMPTY SQUADRON, R.F.C. JUNE-DECEMBER 1916 PREFACE Of the part played by machines of war in this war of machinery the wider public has but a vague knowledge. Least of all does it study the specialised functions of army aircraft. Very many people show mild interest in the daily reports of so many German aeroplanes destroyed, so many driven down, so many of ours missing, and enraged interest in the reports of bomb raids on British towns; but of aerial observation, the main _raison d'etre_ of flying at the front, they own to nebulous ideas. As an extreme case of this haziness over matters aeronautic I will quote the lay question, asked often and in all seriousness: "Can an aeroplane stand still in the air?" Another surprising point of view is illustrated by the home-on-leave experience of a pilot belonging to my present squadron. His lunch companion--a charming lady--said she supposed he lived mostly on cold food while in France. "Oh no," replied the pilot, "it's much the same as yours, only plainer and tougher." "Then you do come down for meals," deduced the lady. Only those who have flown on active service can fully relish the comic savour of a surmise that the Flying Corps in France remain in the air all day amid all weathers, presumably picnicking, between flights, off sandwiches, cold chicken, pork pies, and mineral waters. These be far-fetched examples, but they serve to emphasise a general misconception of the conditions under which the flying services carry out their work at the big war. I hope that this my book, written for the most part at odd moments during a few months of training in England, will suggest to civilian readers a rough impression of such conditions. To Flying Officers who honour me by comparing the descriptions with their own experiences, I offer apology for whatever they may regard as "hot air," while submitting in excuse that the narratives are founded on unexaggerated fact, as any one who served with Umpty Squadron through the Battle of the Somme can bear witness.