david knew somebody , who knew somebody that knew how to contact the operators of a couple of c130 hercules transport aircraft that specialized in doing peculiar things ( for civilian aircraft anyway ) , and now , at the appointed time and date topsy very reluctantly found himself standing on the edge of the loading ramp of one of the hercules , although it was not one small step onto moroccan soil , it was many thousands of feet , the aircraft in question was flying at eight thousand feet and he wasnt holding on to anything , but apparently he was perfectly safe though ; david was making sure of that , he had topsy clipped to his stomach .