Spirit Missions...... What did you do?

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Background - A spirit mission is an activity that a group of people plan and execute while trying to remain anonymous (somewhat) and generally shows school, squadron, or class pride. The participants are often members of the same class year. The best ones become legendary and are discussed for years as part of Academy lore.

As we near the end of this admissions cycle, members of the Class of 25 are eagerly thinking about what awaits them behind the gates. Spirit Missions are one of the fun elements of Service Academy life, so I wanted to document some of your favorites to spread cheer amongst alum and to inspire those who will enter after us.

What is the best one you participated in? What is the best one you remember?

The class of 1999 painted the strips yellow - with oil based paint. That was bad because the marble is porous. Clean up was a full class affair.
The class of 2000 had to top that so they spray painted the F-16 on the Terrazo RED. That was expensive because the Air Force had to repaint that back to it's normal livery.

The favorite one I participated in occured during a triple threat weekend for cadets in the Fall/Winter of 1995. A triple threat consists of a Saturday Morning Inspection (SAMI), Parade, and Football game. Cadets do not enjoy this as much as the administration does. We knew that something needed to be done, and if executed to perfection, we could have a massive impact on the 4000 members of the cadet wing. At the time, the CTEF building (science wing) was under construction. The Parade Field has a singular point of weakness - the Battle Ramp. If you can seal off access to the only point of entry for the Wing, you can not have a parade. So, we planned and our strategy was to leverage the construction equipment to shuttle water to the top of the ramp. It was getting cold, and we thought there was a good chance we could ice the ramp and create a safety issue for the wing. If we succeeded, we would be legends. If we failed, we got to stay up all night freezing and then sit through a SAMI tired and then participate in the cold parade. There was a lot at stake here.....

So, 5 of us set out on the mission. Our classmates stayed behind and were focused on cleaning the squadron and our rooms -- they covered for us and ensured our rooms and uniforms were ready for inspection because we were determined to stay out as long as possible to get max effect. There are real risks because there was the risk of an upperclassman noticing we were not there and the Security Forces patrol cars cruise all night and you have to be on the lookout.

We secured water hoses to the building and began spraying. The spotter would signal when a car was approaching or there was foot traffic approaching the area. We worked in silence at our two-pronged attack - spraying from the CTEF building side at essentially the base of the ramp and then we also filled wheel barrels and dumped at the top and let gravity do the rest. This went on for the entire night. As dawn broke, it had worked and one could slide from the top to the bottom -- about 100 yards long and 15 yards wide. We knew that soon enough it would soon be first call for the SAMI and we would need to be in full service dress standing for the inspection - we needed to hurry.

As we scuttled back to Sijan Hall down the Ho Chi Min trail, our shoe laces were frozen and we were in sweat suits and parkas. We entered the squadron and were laser focused on getting to our rooms. We were a little behind schedule and doors were already open and, upper classman were milling around in service dress uniform. We looked like a wreck and were clearly not ready for the inspection that was starting in minutes. A few upperclassman began asking questions about where we had been but we just kept moving and knew we were up against the clock to get changed into our service dress uniforms for the inspection.

Just was we reached our room - the call rang out. "Attention in the Area... Attention in the Area, the parade for today has been cancelled due to ice on the ramp. I say again, the parade for today has been cancelled."

The wing went wild! Cheers erupted through out the building ----- mission accomplished. The upperclassman who had witnessed our return then put two and two together and realized what had just happened. We were told to close our doors, not to worry about the inspection, and get some sleep.

Great memories to this day! Cadet life is tough, but there are highlights and amazing things like this that traditional college students will never understand, know about, or have the privilege to experience. As grads, we appreciate your applicant struggle and the perseverance needed to graduate. Ultimately we are cheering you on to pave your own way! I can't wait to hear about the stories some of you have already written and those that have yet to be written!
 
USAFA exchange cadets were almost kicked out of CGA writing AF on all of the wardroom plates in mustard. The issue wasn't the AF (which another cadet thanked Abercrombie and Fitch for sponsoring CGA events, but that the AF had been allowed to sit overnight and had stained the plates with yellow AFs.

It was fun to watch exchange cadets go after other academies on the weeks they played each other.
 
Background - A spirit mission is an activity that a group of people plan and execute while trying to remain anonymous (somewhat) and generally shows school, squadron, or class pride. The participants are often members of the same class year. The best ones become legendary and are discussed for years as part of Academy lore.

As we near the end of this admissions cycle, members of the Class of 25 are eagerly thinking about what awaits them behind the gates. Spirit Missions are one of the fun elements of Service Academy life, so I wanted to document some of your favorites to spread cheer amongst alum and to inspire those who will enter after us.

What is the best one you participated in? What is the best one you remember?

The class of 1999 painted the strips yellow - with oil based paint. That was bad because the marble is porous. Clean up was a full class affair.
The class of 2000 had to top that so they spray painted the F-16 on the Terrazo RED. That was expensive because the Air Force had to repaint that back to it's normal livery.

The favorite one I participated in occured during a triple threat weekend for cadets in the Fall/Winter of 1995. A triple threat consists of a Saturday Morning Inspection (SAMI), Parade, and Football game. Cadets do not enjoy this as much as the administration does. We knew that something needed to be done, and if executed to perfection, we could have a massive impact on the 4000 members of the cadet wing. At the time, the CTEF building (science wing) was under construction. The Parade Field has a singular point of weakness - the Battle Ramp. If you can seal off access to the only point of entry for the Wing, you can not have a parade. So, we planned and our strategy was to leverage the construction equipment to shuttle water to the top of the ramp. It was getting cold, and we thought there was a good chance we could ice the ramp and create a safety issue for the wing. If we succeeded, we would be legends. If we failed, we got to stay up all night freezing and then sit through a SAMI tired and then participate in the cold parade. There was a lot at stake here.....

So, 5 of us set out on the mission. Our classmates stayed behind and were focused on cleaning the squadron and our rooms -- they covered for us and ensured our rooms and uniforms were ready for inspection because we were determined to stay out as long as possible to get max effect. There are real risks because there was the risk of an upperclassman noticing we were not there and the Security Forces patrol cars cruise all night and you have to be on the lookout.

We secured water hoses to the building and began spraying. The spotter would signal when a car was approaching or there was foot traffic approaching the area. We worked in silence at our two-pronged attack - spraying from the CTEF building side at essentially the base of the ramp and then we also filled wheel barrels and dumped at the top and let gravity do the rest. This went on for the entire night. As dawn broke, it had worked and one could slide from the top to the bottom -- about 100 yards long and 15 yards wide. We knew that soon enough it would soon be first call for the SAMI and we would need to be in full service dress standing for the inspection - we needed to hurry.

As we scuttled back to Sijan Hall down the Ho Chi Min trail, our shoe laces were frozen and we were in sweat suits and parkas. We entered the squadron and were laser focused on getting to our rooms. We were a little behind schedule and doors were already open and, upper classman were milling around in service dress uniform. We looked like a wreck and were clearly not ready for the inspection that was starting in minutes. A few upperclassman began asking questions about where we had been but we just kept moving and knew we were up against the clock to get changed into our service dress uniforms for the inspection.

Just was we reached our room - the call rang out. "Attention in the Area... Attention in the Area, the parade for today has been cancelled due to ice on the ramp. I say again, the parade for today has been cancelled."

The wing went wild! Cheers erupted through out the building ----- mission accomplished. The upperclassman who had witnessed our return then put two and two together and realized what had just happened. We were told to close our doors, not to worry about the inspection, and get some sleep.

Great memories to this day! Cadet life is tough, but there are highlights and amazing things like this that traditional college students will never understand, know about, or have the privilege to experience. As grads, we appreciate your applicant struggle and the perseverance needed to graduate. Ultimately we are cheering you on to pave your own way! I can't wait to hear about the stories some of you have already written and those that have yet to be written!
Epic. 🍿🍿🍿🍿 Thank you. Looking forward to these.

DH and shipmates moved the USNA parade field markers where each of the company guidons would line up, so that one went missing, but parade field looked normal. Parade started, mids marched into field, last company on had nowhere to go so kept marching off the field and formed up in a nearby parking lot under the icy gaze of the Marine senior enlisted leader in charge of drill. Supe’s tent was apoplectic but probably laughing their heads off internally. I think those markers are now secured with concrete anchors and chains several feet down.
 
Spirit missions are a thing in AFROTC too...It was common at Field Training to order pizza for your flight as a spirit mission. It was against the rules, but everyone did it, and if you got delivered while on survival training, then you got extra points. I wanted to one-up the other flights though so I came up with an idea. I went to Field Training at a base 20 mins from my college so me and my friends had stickers on our cars to get on base. 3 weeks in, I called a friend and had her bring a TV, VCR, food and soda. Flightmates cleared out the luggage room and we had a party and watched two movies in the middle of the night. Word had spread before we did it and upperclass cadre approached me about it earlier in the day and I told them that we had a strict ROE that we have no outside interaction, but that they were invited if it did happen. The cadre showed up, screamed at us and then made me do 100 one armed push-ups standing against the wall counting by 10s. They then took me to the fire escape and told me to climb down when they tell me and scream as I did it. They then started yelling and told me to climb down and they acted like the threw me out.

Next day we were at an event off base. My flight was told to get on the buses two hours early and head back. We stood at attention in the hallway for two hours while my Flight Training Officer - a Captain at Texas A&M AFROTC (I hate Aggies to this day)- threw everything he could get his hands on down the hallway while screaming. He asked who's idea it was and I stepped forward. He spent 15 mins screaming and cursing at me threatening me with everything from pushups to forced enlistment. Then the Camp Commander (O-6) comes in with a visiting buddy who is also an O-6 and tells me how I violated national security and compared movie night to flying beneath the hard deck on a flight. He leaves, and my flight TO gets back in my face at which point the rest of the guys in my flight speak up and say that whatever he does to me, he has to do them too since they were in on it.

That afternoon, Camp Staff meets and my Flight TO brings me in his office to let me know that I was kicked out of camp. My scholarship would be rescinded and it would be left up to the USAF to decide if I had to enlist. Then he gets a phone call and I am told that I can stay. The upperclass cadre went to Staff, informed them that they knew about my project and they did nothing to stop me so I shouldn't be kicked out. Instead, the Camp Commander told me my PAS at AFROTC was notified and would deal with me when I got back to school and then the Camp Commander issued me "Maximum Demerits" which they made up on the spot and meant that anytime I was not in a briefing or formation or sleeping, I had to be doing push-ups for the remainder of camp. You never let a flight mate do PT alone so my flight had rotating schedule of two flight mates that would always do PT with me. I was pretty scared and then pretty mad since every other flight had ordered pizza against regs and did not get any heat. So, my last act of defiance was to buy fruit.

The commissary was next to the mess hall and we were allowed to buy a piece of fruit if we wanted. I found the biggest watermelon I could find and carried it back in both hands while in blues in formation. Cadre saw me carrying this giant thing and started screaming at me. I simply replied, "Its fruit sir" one started laughing, the other mumbled something and then just yelled at me to get back to the dorm.

When I got back to my detachment, my PAS, an O-6 saw me and said, "See any good movies this summer?" and that was all that was ever said about it.
 
Hmm...

Let's see...we moved the F-104 (spot now occupied by the F-15) into Mitchell Hall. When the wing arrived for breakfast, the "staff" (officers and NCOs, NOT cadets) were befuddled to know how a full-size aircraft was put inside Mitch's...

And we moved the X-4 (ya'll don't even know about that one) to the parade field...and to the chapel steps...and to the parking lots...and to the...

"8-balled" the planetarium dome...

We built tiny snowmen on the parade field the night before a parade and they were placed where the guide flags/markers would have been...and where the staff would stand for the review...

We "might" have moved all the furniture out of an AOC's office, then lined it with 20mil black plastic...up to about 3' on the wall, then moved all the furniture back in (legs protected in plastic), and then filled the office with water to a depth of 12" (had a board brace at the door) and then added goldfish. And then closed the door late Sunday night so it'd be ready for him in the morning...

Or perhaps it's just my dim memory playing tricks on me...:zip:

And then there were the USNA exchange mids and their surfacing of a 688 attack boat in the center of the Terrazzo. That was EPIC!

Steve
 
Hundreds of honey bears were “kidnapped” from King Hall at USNA, and classic milk carton posters “Have you seen this honey bear?” plastered around the Yard. Then a ransom demand came in from the plebe class, offering return for an overnight liberty. The Dant said he did not negotiate with bear-mappers and said if they weren’t back by breakfast, there would be no liberty for the plebes. The bears appeared at dawn in formation in T-Court.
 
Hundreds of honey bears were “kidnapped” from King Hall at USNA, and classic milk carton posters “Have you seen this honey bear?” plastered around the Yard. Then a ransom demand came in from the plebe class, offering return for an overnight liberty. The Dant said he did not negotiate with bear-mappers and said if they weren’t back by breakfast, there would be no liberty for the plebes. The bears appeared at dawn in formation in T-Court.
Classy! :thumb:
 
And then there were the USNA exchange mids and their surfacing of a 688 attack boat in the center of the Terrazzo. That was EPIC!
I've seen pics of that and it was awesome.

We had so many that I can't list them all here. Moving the A4 and F4 into T Court on numerous occasions, putting the A4 onto Red Beach (internal plaza to Bancroft that is UPSTAIRS. Getting it down was quite the project and used a crane. Fully rigged sailboat sitting on the Dant's table in King Hall.

During my son's plebe year his company went out at 0300 and took every roll of toilet paper in Bancroft and let it in a pile on T Court.
 
Our Company Office was a frequent target for us. The best was a little similar to that was previously described at USAFA but instead of goldfish, they opened the window to make sure it was cold and then filled the room with a couple of inches of Jello.

Another time when I was a firstie, the plebes saved up a few days worth of newspaper from across the company and then formed a line and crumpled each sheet and tossed it in. When the Company Officer arrived, the office was filled solid with crumpled paper. Note that Company Officer was a really great guy who retired with three stars

As a plebe, my squad leader ordered the four plebes in the squad to "nuke" the room of one of our second classmen. When he and his roomie came back from weekend liberty, they found that their room had been freshly waxed on top of several hole punches worth of paper dots. When they showered the next morning, they came out red because of the "Red Coat" tablets that were in the shower head. They also had garlic salt sprinkled in their corfam shoes and hatbands.
 
I seem to remember a navy sub appearing on the Tzo as well, with the conning tower manned by two mids. 😆

My freshman squad went to hang a banner off the roof of Mitch's, but didn't factor in that duct tape doesn't hold well when the temps are near zero, and sadly had to hang it inside instead. (The recon process, underground journey, and lock picking skills required were more memorable than the outcome).

The Supt's office did manage to appear in the Air Gardens one morning, in perfect order and identical layout. 🙃

Then, there was the F-35 display for the meeting of generals. There was a specific announcement that this $100k+ full-sized prototype mockup was off limits...yet it wandered across the Tzo onto the bridge to Fairchild Hall...
Very odd.
 
Another from Field Training....I had Cadet of the Day Duty for the overnight shift which meant me and one other cadet were manning the command center in the middle of the night. We grabbed some flashlights and started screwing with the sleeping cadets in other flights. We woke a room up, shined the light in their eye and told them to do pushups. They were so disoriented and confused from waking up they just assumed we were cadre. One flight had beat us in intramurals that day so I woke one of their rooms up and told them to hang a phone book on the fence next to the PT Field. When anyone asks who did it, admit it. When asked why, tell them it was for Training Officer Winkler so that he could sit on it when flying so he could see over the cockpit dash. (Winkler was about 5'6").

We formed up for PT the next day assuming they realized it was a joke. But there it was hanging next to the PT Leader. PT stops, the cadre starts yelling the question, who did it. The flight yells back Bravo Flight Sir. Then, the why question...in perfect unison, the flight yells back "So Cadet Training Officer Winkler can see over the dash in the cockpit sir!"

Winkler PT'd them until they couldn't move and they were wondering the whole time why the CTO who told them to do it didn't save them....I felt a little bad about that one....until breakfast.
 
Another time when I was a firstie, the plebes saved up a few days worth of newspaper from across the company and then formed a line and crumpled each sheet and tossed it in. When the Company Officer arrived, the office was filled solid with crumpled paper. Note that Company Officer was a really great guy who retired with three stars
Here is a never before seen picture of Midshipman OldRetSWO during a break while filling the office with newspaper. Note the rare vintage USNA/Star Wars T Shirt which was a very popular item at the time. Undoubtedly, the call going out was a local call and not an AUTOVON call (heh heh) which today's youts and Mids/Cadets won't even begin to comprehend.

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Not sure if this counts but one time when DW & I were taking a tour of the USAFA chapel, I noticed a uniform cap hanging off the tip of the 1st spire. Was told it was the Supe's!!
 
My 4/c year my classmates raided the AFA exchange cadet in our company, took his uniforms and dressed in them. Then one ate a fudge sickle in the wind and got his drill uniform all fudged up..... the cadet was not happy, especially because it was a drill day (and I think he carried the AFA flag in our drills).
 
Here is a never before seen picture of Midshipman OldRetSWO during a break while filling the office with newspaper. Note the rare vintage USNA/Star Wars T Shirt which was a very popular item at the time. Undoubtedly, the call going out was a local call and not an AUTOVON call (heh heh) which today's youts and Mids/Cadets won't even begin to comprehend.

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Today's what? What was that? Today's what?

Did you say yout?

What's a yout?

And...as I'm sure you're aware...AUTOVON calls were NEVER for personal reasons. Ever. Not Ever.

So sayeth those on high.

😁
 
Posted on USAFA'S official facebook page today...

Talk about a spirit mission that's out of this world!
Yep that's the Superintendent's flight cap 108,000 ft above #youracademy!
A team of cadets tactically acquired Lt. General Clark’s cover recently and launched it to reach the upper limits of the atmosphere. Sixteen hours and 100 miles later the cadets hiked eight miles to successfully retrieve the flight cap.
The mission was formulated and executed by a small group of Blue Horizon doolies hailing from squadrons 1, 2, 7, 13, 21, and 33. Blue Horizon is a team of cadets dedicated to the field of rocketry that represents the Academy at national competitions.
This project would not have been possible without the help of United Launch Alliance, Space Training and Readiness Command (STARCOM), and USAFA SPARC. Also shout-outs go to the meteorology, mechanical engineering, electrical and computer engineering, and chemistry departments for their support and assistance.
#SemperSupra
United States Space Force
 
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