I was there in the early nineties:
Canonball run with the warf having all the cars for their inspection then to the quarter mile drags.
Racing a go cart around the tie downs then hiding back in execs hangar with airport security on the hunt for the people responsible.
Pilots and engineers on the wings, fues of a queenair with the strippers flaunting all.
Destitute pawn and prwn nights.
Bonent surfing on someones valiant from the hangar to the destitute and falling off a few times.
Having a random walk up to you in the streets and ask if you want to buy or if have any weed.
Endless cartoons of crownies on friday nights at execs office.
Indoor cricket with the guys from rossair.
Drinking more then I ever had and paying for less alcohol then I ever have or will.
Talking my way out of trafic offences. (which you could back then)
When slaves were the normal right of passage and you enjoyed it without the whine.
Fishing in Lee creek going past croc traps bigger then your boat.
Jock rot, we all had it.
Animal bar at Gove.(Scary s#@t)
Well thats my memories.
CE