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  1. I'm tired, out of place and out of practice. Work has kept me busy and I missed a huge chunk of the last section of the ATWC. So I'm raring to go on this, the first leg of next section. Aircraft choice is always interesting, and following a recent trip to Sweden, I discovered a quirky little Saab, the J21 following a recent trip to the Swedish airforce museum with Mikael. Having done a lot of searching, I'm surprised to find a J21 living in retirement out in PNG. What are the odds aye! The J21 has plenty to enjoy, speed and fuel economy plus it's pretty nice looking. The fuel tank
  2. Leg 29 YPDN Darwin International to YBSG Scherger. – The main event For those who read the prequel you will know that my life is hanging in the balance as I being hunted by a criminal mastermind and his goons. I found myself in a hanger at Darwin Airport under armed guard. I still didn’t know what I was to fly for the next leg, but I knew it was next door in the hanger. Having had a good night’s sleep, I decided to go through into the hanger to take a look at what Jasmine had lined up for me. What I saw both pleased me and disappointed me. For inside the hanger these was a Tornad
  3. G'day all, Having been kicking my heels for weeks waiting for John (who ended up in prison, as always), it was time to move on. Considering the fast entry made by John in order to get away from Putinfeld and Co., I made alternative arrangements to speed away from Scherger. The planned BAe 146 wasn't going to be fast enough for me. John finally arrived in the Typhoon - an impressive bit of kit, with lots of nice shiny weapons. My ride wasn't loaded up yet, so a few drinks (non-alcoholic for me, don't drink anyway) were had and tales related, whilst the baton was passed onto me. The RAF want
  4. Leg 29 YPDN Darwin International to YBSG Scherger. The Prequel! They say ‘don’t look back’, this means what is done is done get on with your life. Perhaps there should be another saying along the lines of ‘Don’t go back’ which would mean retrace your steps and you will be in a world of the brown stuff. If you read leg 25, you will recall that I flew a PR9 from Manila to general Santos, and to get to Darwin for this leg I would have to catch a commercial flight back to Manila. I did this and upon arrival I inquired about a flight to Darwin. I was told that there wouldn’t be a seat
  5. Greetings Mutleys! Pat Moran and I, and his lovely wife Patricia Moran, are heading to Darwin, Australia for a short vacation from Air Hauling. Pat's company, Eureka We Haul It, has seen a downturn in profits lately. Stateside business hasn't been as good as it used to be, and his fleet of mostly ex-military large haulers are not in much demand, except for the ever necessary demands for maintenance...in short, Pat is looking for profitable overseas business, and this vacation is only part vacation and mostly business...the frosty cabin temps in the rear indicate that Mrs. Moran is not too thr
  6. This had been planned as a simple flight, three waypoint job but of course it didn't work out that way! I arrived a few days early for John and found where the local prison was. I had every confidence in John arriving in one piece, but being arrested for his high jinks with the F-35. With my own aircraft on standby to get John out again. Needless to say I did wait at the airport for John, and was suprised to see him walk through normally, having flown in quite quietly in a rather good looking Canberra. The baton was passed over quickly before anything untoward happened! After a rather
  7. Leg 25 RPLL Ninoy Aquino International to RPMR General Santos. The last leg of the previous section saw me hopping over from Bangladesh to Kalay in Maynmar. Micke was a long time coming to Kalay, which was unfortunate as I was staying in the best hotel in Kalay . When I say unfortunate, I mean unfortunate, no tongue in cheek with this statement, what can I say. When you see in the blurb “some rooms come equipped with an alarm clock” you get an idea on what you should expect. I must recommend it to Micky. There were concerns about a UFO seen flying along, and possibly over Myanm
  8. Sorry this is so late. Let's just say there are plenty of distractions in Macao. I also learned a few things during my stay. Just because you haven't won for a while doesn't mean you're due. DON'T PAWN THE BATON It took some Mission Impossible style hijinks (a story for another time), and you can get away with a lot of things under the cover of darkness, but I got the baton back. Slinking out of Macao in the middle of the night Lined up and ready to get the heck out of there There are some interesting stories back there Day break over the South China Sea
  9. [A couple of preliminary comments.... In my first draft of this account I kept breaking off to mention aspects of flying China's (metric) implementation of RVSM, since it’s something which may be unfamiliar to simmers who don't fly for a VA (or online). But doing that rather fragmented the narrative, so in the end I removed those explanations and instead put together a composite document incorporating details of RVSM worldwide, along with some downloaded material that I have found to be helpful. So if you're interested in the implementation of RVSM in your simming, this document might be use
  10. Well, here we are at Lashio for another ATWC Six leg: Something slightly different, this time - a 375 nm flight with 20 waypoints and all in VFR. You are joking, I hear you say? Well, suspend your disbelief for a couple of minutes... First, we go back in time - to Burmah in 1943. The Allies are having a hard time getting supplies through to Chiang Kai-shek. The Ledo (Assam) to Kunming land route is too long and a shorter route, from the railhead at Lashio, is being reconnoitered. This is where we come in. Instead of flying from Lashio to Kunming over the high plateaux, called The Hump, our j
  11. I arrived at Kalay late.. way to late for my liking, but that was just the start of my troubles. News of unidentified aircraft flying low over both Burma and neighburing countries had reached the Burmese military leaders. The airforce were up flying, looking for suspect air traffic, and they were cleared to engage without warning. So my flight would have to be very much by the books. That unfortunatly meant dealing with alot of red tape and unwilling official officers. A week later I had all the permits I needed for the flight, but sadly that meant that I had had to spend all the
  12. Well I had arrived at Osmani international at last. It had taken some getting to I can tell you. It doesn't look like I can ever go back to Iran until there is a regime change. Oh-hum their loss. I will be forever grateful to Jasmine and Brian for getting me out of Tehran, I thought I was going to be Iran’s favorite cage fighter. Believe me some of my fellow inmates were a rough bunch, and I wasn’t looking forward to fighting over just who picks up the soap. I had to lie low in the UAE for a while as SMEG agents were looking for me again. Fortunately a couple of old friends live in Dub
  13. All this cloak and dagger mishegas! Time to take some of the heat off the baton. Now, how do I get an American military aircraft into a foreign country... Dawn, Indian Ocean, somewhere off the coast of Bangladesh Is that enough runway? It's always a beautiful sunrise when you're flying Almost feet dry Looks like it's going to be a nice day. Not much cover though. Did I mention this was a low level insertion/extraction? Lovely view from the office I hope the villagers are heavy sleepers. Maybe the water will deaden the sound a bit Final
  14. After previous ATWC mishaps with the Twin Otter i had decided to pack up my bags and move to Nepal for the ultimate Twin Otter education experience, flying the darned thing in to Lukla. When the route for ATWC SiX was drawn up I naturally decided to have it pass by Nepal to get a chance to show my fellow pilots what I've learned. My current empolyer, Nepal Airways, had graciusly set me up with a flight plan for the day that would take me from Kathmandu to Biratnagar so I could deliver the baton to Pete for the next leg. The plan was to drop of a plane full of climbers heading up
  15. An early morning train to Dublin is neveer very good for your health. At least it is getting brighter in the mornings (until they put the clocks forward!) 22005 at Portlaoise, 25/3/15 by hurricanemk1c, on Flickr Whilst quietly dozing away in the rear coach, a text message arrives: "Hey Kieran, the baton is in the trunk. Cheers, Brian" Oh bugger. Forgot about that. Now, how to get to Indira Handhi International Airport in the next 48 hours, and what aircraft can I fly? Sleep was quickly forgotten as the Irish Rail Wi-Fi got a hammering, along with some maps I had put in my bag t
  16. Well, having waited for what seemed like an eternity for Jess to show, I'd spent more than my Mutley's bar tab was alloted. They don't have a great choice in single malts at the hotel I was booked in to. Slumming it was not what I thought I was getting. Cheers. Why Me? So eventually, after a few days hanging around, I get the call that Jess was indeed about to land at VAAH - Ahmedabad and that I should get down there pronto to catch up with her. Her aircraft actually landed as I was pulling in to the car park, so I rushed through to the arrivals lounge and made out all was well and that I'd
  17. There are few things i hate more on Earth than the Sun and being too hot. Goth's generally avoid the daylight hours and black velvet on a warm summers day is not a pleasant thing. So meeting Joe in the heart of the Middle east, surrounded by desert and blazing sunshine isn't my idea of fun. Baton received I find myself waylaid for several days trying to arrange something to fly. Muscat doesn't have much of a GA culture and its more than a few days before I start ringing the big companies to try and get an aircraft. giving my current affinity for Airbus, I ring up Toulouse about getting hold of
  18. Welcome to leg 14 of ATWC SiX. The information contained in this post is not for real world aviation, just in case you thought it was real!! On the face of it this was the easy one, a 205 nm hop from Abu Dhabi to Muscat. What I didn’t count on was the world’s press in attendance in Abu Dhabi as we had some royals in town, Andy was trying to set up some new lucrative business that would net him a few $mil. (Why else would he do it?!) More interestingly for aviation buffs, it was the start of the around the world challenge for the Solar Impulse 2 (Si2). It's first flight leg w
  19. It's Moscow. And it's cold. And I'm fed up. "Moscow?!", I hear you howl, "That's not in the brief". Ah but.... You see, to explain what follows I have to give you a bit of what novelists call the 'backstory' so that you can understand what's going on. So suffice it to say that it *is* Moscow, and I'm in the cockpit of my freezing cold 747 in a remote corner of Vnukovo airport. Not Domodedovo UUDD, as you might have expected, or even Sheremetyovo UUEE, but Vnukovo UUWW for the simple reason that *that* is the airfield where the Moscow flights for Iran originate from, and I don't want to call
  20. Those of you who managed to read to the end of my last PIREP know that I ended up in prison in Simferopol for asking Vladimir Putin what he was doing in the Crimea. I had spent a few days in the military clink undertaking some serious wall staring when I was interrupted by one of my guards. “You have visitor” he said “come”. So I went. I strolled into the visiting hall trying to hide the relief and excitement at having some contact with the outside world again. It was Kieran, he had come for the baton. I handed it over post haste. I didn’t mention what was hidden in it. The good news was
  21. A little late, but hey ho. So, J G is stuck in the clink with the baton. Where does that leave the challenge? A little negotiation was required.... No-one wanted to go to Ukraine to help John escpae, but I was volunteered to do the job. First off, getting into the country. Unlike John, I flew commercial into the country and was able to enter the country easily. Next stop was the Embassy, which after several days of patient negotiation, John was allowed to see me in a neutral environment, complete with Baton. On the way to the hotel where we would meet, a lady appeared and spoke to
  22. ATWC SiX - Leg 03 PIREP Pilot - Brian Buckley Having lived in the Highlands for nigh on 16 years now, I have got to know a few people up here. As you know, the more people you know, the more people you get introduced to. So I was sat in one of the hostelries in Inverness minding my own business when I was approached by a guy I had never seen before. 'Brian isn't it', the guy said. 'Aye' That's correct. 'Donald, Donald Grant, We have a mutual friend who told me where you'd be this evening, so I thought I'd come and have a chat. It was Richard who told me where to find you'. 'Ah! Now it
  23. Part 2 (Couldn't wait until tomorrow!) This follows on from Part 1 Having been forced to divert to Helsinki due to the refusal of Latvian authorities to allow the Canberra in, a new plan had to be hurriedly proposed. SAS did a return trip for crew training with an Avro RJ85 to Riga. A few calls later and I was there bright and early the next morning. Problem was, the aircraft wasn't ready. A good few hours later it was, so we all trooped out to get the aircraft ready. Yes, it was an Irish reg too! External power plugged in, time to get the cockpit warm Power on Time for pushback
  24. Chapter 1: Logistics, Leg 1 Heya all. Sorry I am running late...and I am definitely late. Here's what is going on; I had a new toy being restored that has been running very late...a DeHaviland DH60G Amphibian. Why? Because I operate a seaplane Cargo and Tourist Seaplane business out of Sausalito, Ca. and I have been wanting a Distinctive Signature aircraft to act as a mascot of sorts for my Cargo and Seaplane ride operation. I purchased the company a couple years ago at the bottom of the recently borked economy, and started with a venerable Beaver Amphibian 2 foot under water, and a Cessn
  25. And so I wake bleary eyed after not being able to catch much sleep the night before (someone thought it would be funny to fly a chinook around the airport at 4am!). It was once again my turn to take the baton and progress the challenge to the next stage. I knew that it had been coming and had planned on using a DC6, until Kasper bagged it. After a bit of head scratching I decided to take the Lockheed Electra, she is great for cargo and this is one precious piece of cargo that I am hauling! I wanted to get a nice early start to beat the morning rush, so with coffee in hand I jumped into
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