Talk of flying Hastings and Hercs single pilot reminds me of one day at Perth (W.A.) Airport in early 1965 when an Ace Air Freighters 749 Constellation pulled up on a very quiet freight apron. After shutting down, the front door opened. Then a character, who put me in mind of how I imagined 'Screwball' Beurling was in his heyday, let down a light collapsible ladder. After shutting the door he descended the ladder and set off with a battered leather bag slung over his shoulder in the direction of the cab rank. In those days I was a rather shy and retiring, wet behind the ears sprog commercial pilot, flying a clapped out Cessna 182 for an earth-moving outfit, whereas if it were today, I would not hesitate to attempt to engage him in conversation.
Last edited by Fantome; 25th Dec 2018 at 03:57.