Oh definitely the screech…
While I love the sound of a Merlin (And let’s be honest, who doesn’t?) the howl of the Olympus still sends shivers down the spine. The reheated version in Concorde was a truly beautiful noise, but the standard variant in the Vulcan?
A sound like the gates of hell being opened.
Have mentioned this many a time before, but always worth doing so again – When living at Finningley, we obviously went to the Airshow. The Tin Triangles were always a highlight. Their party trick was a low, slow pass along the runway and then they would point skywards, open the taps and roar upwards like a homesick angel. The noise was visceral, going in to you, not just in to your ears. The sight was beautiful.
They had to stop it as they were ripping the end of the runway to pieces with all that power!