Wick to Bagby to Sywell
It is raining, we must be in the UK. Scotland to be precise. This delays our lift off by half an hour. Once off we head out over towards Aberdeen, across 30 miles of water, longer than the channel (possibly we are getting a little blazé about water crossings). We make land again near Cullen passing east of the Cairngorms and onwards to Montrose for our last see crossing. Our final coat in is just north of St Abbs and then past Berwick-upon-Tweed; finally in England!
Our flight takes us west of Newcastle, Durham and Middlesbrough and into the small airport of Bagby. Peter knew a man at Bagby, but he is no longer at the airport, having been fired for some nefarious act (this we only found out because there were posters on the walls of the club house telling people that he was no longer welcome on the field). He actually told Peter that he left on is own accord!
After a chat and some Coca Cola we head off to Sywell, our final stop and layover before Booker, Wycombe.
We approach Sywell from the north and are routed along the west heli route. The routes us over the northern tip of the Pitsford Water. The tower let us park as near to the Aviation Hotel as possible, which actually was not very helpful since we still had to walk miles to actually get past the airfield fence to make it tot he hotel.
The Aviation Hotel is actually pretty nice and we have a pleasant meal and a celebratory bottle of Champagne. We are nearly there. Maybe, just maybe the world is round after all!
Our flight takes us west of Newcastle, Durham and Middlesbrough and into the small airport of Bagby. Peter knew a man at Bagby, but he is no longer at the airport, having been fired for some nefarious act (this we only found out because there were posters on the walls of the club house telling people that he was no longer welcome on the field). He actually told Peter that he left on is own accord!
After a chat and some Coca Cola we head off to Sywell, our final stop and layover before Booker, Wycombe.
We approach Sywell from the north and are routed along the west heli route. The routes us over the northern tip of the Pitsford Water. The tower let us park as near to the Aviation Hotel as possible, which actually was not very helpful since we still had to walk miles to actually get past the airfield fence to make it tot he hotel.
The Aviation Hotel is actually pretty nice and we have a pleasant meal and a celebratory bottle of Champagne. We are nearly there. Maybe, just maybe the world is round after all!
Comments
Post a Comment