View Full Version : Tagging the Chopper Emergency

Dick Allgire
2010-Jul-08 Thu, 15:10

Over the years we have talked a lot about “tagging,” which is a term we use at HRVG. Many have asked exactly what it is, and how it works.

After years of work as a remote viewer, you develop a communication pathway between your conscious mind and the subconscious awareness. We train, and drill and practice to have moments of “knowing” on demand.

When you establish that communication process and develop the neural pathways, it opens up a new way of thinking. The remote viewing “knowing” starts happening in daily conscious living, all by itself.

Two days ago I was on board the aircraft carrier USS Ronald Reagan, which was conducting flight operations off the coast of Oahu as part of the semi-annual RIMPAC exercise. A group of journalists and photographers had been allowed to sail out with the great ship when it left Pearl Harbor. We were due to be flown back by helicopter a few hours later.

We did our interviews, shot our video, and toured the ship, and finally it was time to leave.

After donning helmets, ear protection, goggles and life vests, we walked out across the incredibly loud, busy flight deck to a flight of 3 different MH-60S Knighthawk helicopters, the Navy version of the Blackhawk.

I’ll try to recreate the thought process, the sequence of thoughts that added up to a warning from my sub.

As we first qued up and walked out toward the helicopters I thought to myself, “I should be in a different part of this line.” An odd thought, but one I recognized as the voice of my subconscious. I actually thought about why I was eighth in line instead of fifth and did not feel I was in the right place in line.

Right or left? The people in front were directed right, to one helicopter, and I was directed left, to another. I went left but I wanted to go right.

I had no choice in the matter. We were being directed by sailors in charge of the flight deck, and you don’t move an inch unless they tell you to.

I saw the helicopter and thought, “I don’t like that one.” How can you like or dislike a particular helicopter? The tagging had begun. I was directed to the middle chopper, the one I “disliked.”

Walking up to the to helicopter the tagging hit full volume. In 35 years as a journalist I have flown in many military aircraft. I’ve never been particularly fearful. But I knew something was not right with this helicopter. It didn’t feel “right.”

As we buckled in, I thought something along the lines of, “the gears are not right.”

I became queasy.

With the din of the rotors I was alone with my thoughts. I felt the incredible vibration of the helicopter and thought, “there’s a problem. God, I hope we make it to shore.”

Now, how strong does a feeling like this have to be before you act on it? I couldn’t very well miss my ride home. I’m sure it would have done no good to try to tell someone- the pilot, the guy closing the door, anyone- that I thought something was wrong. Impossible.

I tried to reason with myself, but the feeling persisted.
I thought to myself, this is my fate. Whatever happens is what I’m going to experience. It’s out of my hands.

The engine roared and the helicopter lifted off the deck. The nose dipped and it gathered forward momentum. We turned away from the carrier and flew off over open ocean toward Oahu.

I tried to relax, but kept thinking, “this thing is dangerous. The vibration is too much for some critical piece of gear.”

Then I thought, “We’re going back to the ship. It’s going to be tight, but we will make it.” I actually relaxed and started wondering how I would get home. Not on this flight. Not on this helicopter. I looked around at the other journalists. They were posing for pictures, giving the thumbs up sign and shakas.

I felt very lonely.

Right then a warning light blinked on and sounded an alarm. The pilots seemed very concerned. They became very focused. They got out a flight manual and quickly leafed to the appropriate page. They said, “We have an emergency,” and banked the helicopter back toward the ship.

It was like seeing a scene in a movie where you’ve already read the script.
The other journalists looked around, like “what the heck?” We made an emergency landing with the crash truck standing by with guys in full silver fire suits on alert.

It turns out there was a problem with the transmission gearbox. It was a “land immediately” level warning.

That’s how I got to spend two days aboard the USS Ronald Reagan.

So now, I am pondering at what point do you act on your tagging? When it is something in your daily life that involves a small decision, it is easy. I’ve learned to follow my voice. In this case, what could I do?

If you haven’t read my post on the Island Air landing gear retracting, look it up. This is starting to happen to me a lot.

Dick Allgire
2010-Jul-08 Thu, 15:16
Posing for photos, while I was thinking about problems with gearboxes.

Cheryle Hopton
2010-Jul-08 Thu, 17:53

It appears your instincts were flawless, but when you put yourself in the hands of the military (enlisted or civilian), you relinquish your right to choose and must trust the people who are trained to be the best at what they do. Glenn would have expected no less from you. ;-)

I would not enter a military base or step on a military vessel without considering the possible consequences, especially if I was a member of the Fourth Estate. I worked for James McClatchy (McClatchy Newspapers), for ten years, and I can only imagine the lecture I would have received prior to your assignment; James was a former Army officer and pilot.

I suspect the ship’s personnel were courteous during your scheduled stay, but when the situation changed, all bets were off. I would not be surprised if you were treated gently as an enemy combatant, under guard. It’s just protocol – for everyone’s safety. Keep in mind that after the emergency landing you became a civilian on a military vessel, under questionable circumstances.

So tell me, how was your extended stay, and were you prepared for the unexpected? I hope you brought a few power bars for the ride. LOL


P.S. I love the photo. It is definitely professional quality.

Dick Allgire
2010-Jul-08 Thu, 19:09

You got it exactly right. The person "minding" us was the PAO from Pearl Harbor. Lt. Terrel got off the ship on the first chopper. We were left alone, with no official escorts. The ship was conducting war games. On the list of priorities, our comfort was dead last.

Since this is a private forum now, I'll share the email I sent only to close friends, along with an image.


After two days of inept bumbling, broken equipment, complete incompetence, the US Navy successfully completed operation "Rescue Journalists" by retrieving 8 stranded journalists from the USS Ronald Reagan, 250 miles SW of Oahu, after two days at sea.

The journalists set out for a "3 hour tour" of the massive carrier, expecting to be airlifted to shore by a Navy helicopter in time for the 6 PM news on Tuesday. After a harrowing in flight emergency, followed by a shaky emergency landing aboard the carrier, which stopped flight operations and left a squadron of F-18 super hornets running low on fuel while crash trucks towed the stricken chopper, the journalists found themselves at the mercy of the clueless US Navy.

The reporters were kept confined to various rooms the size of medium security prison cells for two days without a shower, missing meals, no sleep, no change of clothes, access to the head only when accompanied by escorts who disappeared for hours at a time. They found themselves at General Quarters during a wargame simulation of a nerve gas attack, which kept them from the head, water, breakfast, or any other civilized activity.

Said journalist Dick Allgire of KITV 4 News, "The greatest military power in the history of the fucking world, the most powerful goddamn navy on earth, the vaunted super carrier USS Ronald Reagan, and these idiots are unable to fly 8 people from the carrier 100 miles to shore for two days?"

After many botched attempts, including the heart stopping helicopter inflight emergency, the mechanical failure and grounding of two rescue aircraft, and -no shit- dumbass sailors on the flight deck dropping a screw, causing flight operations to shut down for a lengthy period while the journalists were awaiting their release from captivity, "Rescue Journalists" was a success.

The freed journalists arrived at Hickam Air Force Base Wednesday night. Allgire literally kissed the ground at Hickam Air Force Base upon his rescue and release.

"I know what it's like to lose your freedom," Allgire said. "An aircraft carrier is just like prison, but a whole lot noisier."

Allgire and cameraman Houston "Sonny" Ahuna were bunked in the "Don't Ask Don't Tell" suite on deck three bulkhead 89, directly below the catapult and tie down chains, which they discovered are used throughout the night.

More details later, after shower, beer, wine, ambien, not in that order.

2010-Jul-08 Thu, 19:51
I am reminded of the work we had done with "Ebba" the little girl on the Titanic and her choice whether to turn right or left; one direction to the safety of a life boat or the other to mass drowning with the many other third class passengers. Please, I am working from memory now so if anyone can further clarify the details it would be appreciated...

We were trying to go back in time and influence the direction she turned as she was looking for her parents in the confusion after the collision. One of the thousands of decisions that day that determined whether one would live or die...

Dick, I think it truly must have been a harrowing and eye-opening experience on the helicopter. I think that this is what our men in the military face constantly. I think of my nephew who is in Afghanistan right now, in the Southern province (which is under heavy enemy fire); he is on helicopters all the time(forgive me because I can't recall his military designation though I do know he is an officer). I salute the brave warriors who defend the United States though I have grave misgivings about the regime that is currently
in power. I suppose all that is for another forum...

As far as the tagging...I have been calling world-wide earthquakes with astonishingly accuracy. I remember Glenn saying..."Can you feel it?" before a local temblor occurrred. I wonder would this be called tagging or because of the work with Courtney Brown's Multiple Universe's & Mysteries Project's, maybe I have been paying more attention to the earths physical parameters?

Dick Allgire
2010-Jul-08 Thu, 21:33
Glenn will be pissed about my post dissing the US Navy. It was satirical, in jest.

I've got to hand it to those men and women who spend months at sea.

But their PR people did screw that one up.


Glenn B. Wheaton
2010-Jul-09 Fri, 00:43

Sometimes when the feeling hits, the person may not be in a position to do anything about it, or is reluctant to make a scene, or for some reason can't react. I suspect he knew it as early as the day he was told he would be going out to the carrier; I got an email from him voicing his uneasiness about the assignment. On the flight deck he was only perhaps 2 to 3 feet from the position that would have put him on a bird that wasn't going to have an in-flight problem. If he would have jumped the line or traded positions in line he would probably not have liked the idea that he put someone else at risk to safeguard himself. I think that is the reason Dick stayed in fate's footprints and let it play out. As it turned out Dick had a very interesting albeit meager 2 days at sea and did not meet his great demise. So my question for Dick would be:

If the chopper were going to crash and it would have resulted in loss of the passengers and crew would Dick have recognized the nuance between that and 2 days of misery on the carrier?

Intuition is a shadow with a myriad of shades. At least Dick has a scale of sorts to use for the next moment that life places in his path.


PS. Thanks for remembering Miss Ebba. There is more to do along the way.

2010-Jul-09 Fri, 02:57
Prior to Dick's Hot Yoga event I had an 'unsettling' feeling something was wrong. This was not very long after I began my training with him over the Internet. Dick once told me in an email that "we are establishing a communication pathway". I didn't think much of it at the time.

Then this thing with the aircraft carrier transpired and right on, I felt something was wrong. A day later I still hadn't heard back from Dick after submitting some sessions and my gut feeling was confirmed.

Lately I have been experiencing strange coincidences as well. I reported on them in here way in the beginning, but they did not occur anymore after that, until last week. I think of my email notification going yellow to indicate new mail is coming and then literally 2 seconds later it turns yellow. I've had this happen several times now. I have it with the phone ringing too, right before it rings I am greeted with a thought "Incoming call!" and then ring!

I have two questions, one for Debra and one for Glenn:

We were trying to go back in time and influence the direction she turned as she was looking for her parents in the confusion after the collision. One of the thousands of decisions that day that determined whether one would live or die...

If you were successful, would that mean she would be alive after the event in our reality, or an alternate reality/time line?

If the chopper were going to crash and it would have resulted in loss of the passengers and crew would Dick have recognized the nuance between that and 2 days of misery on the carrier?

I keep rereading this but don't understand what you're saying here. Can you please explain?

Dick Allgire
2010-Jul-09 Fri, 15:18
I have two questions, one for Debra and one for Glenn:

I keep rereading this but don't understand what you're saying here. Can you please explain?

Glenn is asking me this. I was able to tag and precog something bad about to happen. Danger. Trouble. Discomfort. But not DEATH. What if the chopper was about to crash and kill all aboard? Would my alarm bells have been much stronger? Strong enough for me to take action?

I hope to not find out.

You're right, I did send you an email worrying about my own safety. And when we were in the ready room aboard the carrier doing the safety briefing prior to takeoff, I got the shakes and had trouble breathing.

Here's the thing. An aircraft carrier is a WARship and an incredible closed local loop - the consciousness of 4,400 individuals courting danger every day, overlapping into one contained field. Can you imagine the residual site memory of such a place? It may have been a reason I was so uncomfortable the whole time.

Anyway, remote viewing REALLY changes the way you perceive this old world.

2010-Jul-09 Fri, 16:39
Asked by Coen: "If you were successful, would that mean she would be alive after the event in our reality, or an alternate reality/time line?"


If we were successful in influencing the direction she choose on the sinking ship then she would be alive after the event. The next question is then what kind of paradox would that present to the history that we know? I do not know the answer.


2010-Jul-09 Fri, 20:51
Thanks both, makes sense.

Debra, has HRVG ever been successful in RI'ing something in the past, including but not limited to Glenn's trip to the 1800's?