There's a Talkeetna/ Denali story slowly coming back to me. I think I actually saw this in a written account. Maybe someone else here can corroborate or debunk it. As I heard it:
One of the glacier operators- Geeting, maybe- had a special bomb hatch in the belly specifically for airdrops, since they are commonly used up here. Because it required a second person to man the hatch, this pilot would bring a friend and instruct them when to pitch things out. (When the target disappears beneath the cowling).
Flying into base camp one time, there was a generous cargo of treats, like beer and junk food and even a frozen halibut as a gag.
Getting low and lining up for the first pass, the pilot and bombardier had to resort to yelling at one another over the engine and noise from the open hatch. From the left seat, the bombardier was heard to ask "What should I throw first?", to which the pilot shouted in reply "Halibut!"
Circling back for the second pass, the pilot was shocked to see utter pandemonium on the ground below. Flattened tents, people running and waving, etc, etc... "What the heck did you throw?", the pilot shouted over his shoulder. From behind, his friend shouted "Half of it, same as you told me!"
One case of beer reportedly landed right between two climbers, resting inside their tent.
Good times...
