A large crowd quickly forms as our Pt-6 engines slowly whine to a stop and I open the door to greetings of "Bon Jour Captain". Our VIP passengers step down the steps thanking us for the safe trip. The large commotion quickly follow the passengers to the awaiting Land Cr
uisers and off into the village they speed. A calm settles over the ramp and Dave and I begin trying to picture how to fit two aircraft into a space barely large enough for one. We recruit some eager local men to help us push our twelve thousand pound airplane through the green grass. We give the word and the pushing begins yet the heavy plane moves barely inches. Then a deep voice sings out a few rythmic tones and 15 other voices join the chant. Slowly, steadily the aircraft begins to move as I listen in amazement to what I am hearing. I awaken from my trance and realize I am the one holding the tow bar and the fate of some very expensive sheet metal. Dave gives the "Finis" (Finished) call and every one rests. Hand shakes are exchanged in appreciation for the effort as well as a few dollars to be split between many waiting hands.
uisers and off into the village they speed. A calm settles over the ramp and Dave and I begin trying to picture how to fit two aircraft into a space barely large enough for one. We recruit some eager local men to help us push our twelve thousand pound airplane through the green grass. We give the word and the pushing begins yet the heavy plane moves barely inches. Then a deep voice sings out a few rythmic tones and 15 other voices join the chant. Slowly, steadily the aircraft begins to move as I listen in amazement to what I am hearing. I awaken from my trance and realize I am the one holding the tow bar and the fate of some very expensive sheet metal. Dave gives the "Finis" (Finished) call and every one rests. Hand shakes are exchanged in appreciation for the effort as well as a few dollars to be split between many waiting hands. Dave and I grab our gear from the baggage area and set up our temporary FBO in the shade of the wing. Fanta, Coca Cola, beef jerky, and a little bread make up the lunch as conversation runs from topic to topic. We enjoy each others company as we wait for the return of our "pax" and watch the African world slowly roll by.
On our way home we point the King Air's nose skyward steadily climbing to 24,000 feet and
enjoy the view from our "Office Space"
enjoy the view from our "Office Space" 
5 comments:
Doesn't the King Air have reversible propellers?
Goοd day! I know thіs is kinda οff topіc howeѵer I'd figured I'd аsk.
Would you be intereѕted in trading linkѕ or
maybe guest authoгing a blog post or vicе-veгsa?
Mу ωebsite ԁіscusses a lot of the samе ѕubjеcts as
уours anԁ I beliеve we could greatlу benefit frоm each other.
If уou're interested feel free to shoot me an email. I look forward to hearing from you! Awesome blog by the way!
My blog : e-cigarette
І don't even understand how I ended up here, but I assumed this submit used to be great. I don't гecοgnize
ωho yоu are hoωever definitelу you're going to a well-known blogger if you are not already. Cheers!
Feel free to visit my page :: jakeruston2013.wordpress.com
Asking quеѕtions are gеnuinely gοoԁ thing if уou arе not understanding
аnything completely, however thiѕ pοѕt offeгs plеaѕant understanding уеt.
my blοg poѕt ... bobstechblogs.blogspot.com
What a stuff of un-ambiguity and preserveness of
valuable know-hοw regaгdіng unprеdicted feelings.
Ηerе is my web sitе - xxx penis dick cunt vagina
Post a Comment