What ever it was, it was a ride both ways. On takeoff, the pilot turned so close to the threshold that if you were in a rearward seat you looked down on gravel, then spooled up with the brakes on until I swear the tires started to skid. On landing, the thrust reversers were deployed for a looong time, probably only because they couldn't get an anchor and chain out the door in time.
I was always surprised something that large landed there, since it was a pretty basic airport. One time, I was coming east for Christmas and the plane was delayed for maintenance in Winnipeg. My ride had already gone and the airport is several miles out of Dryden. The best they could do was rig the vending machines (I think all three of them) so you didn't need to use coins. Once we were airborne, the drinks were free (oh, those were the days). I poured myself off the plane about 2am - good thing my brother was there to pick me up.