Ten days and one negative COVID test (my only allowed outing) later, I was free to go. Not a single traveler from South Australia had tested positive, underscoring the massive waste of time that the Western Australian government had forced on all of us. I was awake at dawn and on my way to the airport, keen to restart my adventure. I’d used the time in isolation to plan much of the rest of the trip around Australia; today I’d…
The morning sun over The Lily was beautiful, and I spent a while taking pictures of the Stirling Range, the windmill, and the DC3. Pleun and Hennie had kindly provided me with a light packed breakfast. I managed, for the very first time ever, to smack my head hard on the lowered flaps of Planey while performing a preflight, resulting in blood pouring all over the ground and slightly disturbing Pleun and his friend. As with most head injuries it…
Today would be the day I entered Western Australia. This state had had a particularly extreme reaction to COVID, closing down their borders to everyone at the slightest provocation; a real over-reaction. Finally they had deigned to open up the borders to most of the rest of Australia, with the exception of Victoria where the tail end of an outbreak was still being managed. Given their jumpiness, I was extra careful to properly fill in my travel authorisation request, and…
The next morning I was up shortly after dawn, and took an Uber back to Parafield airport. Today I’d be leaving the coast and heading inland, with a final destination of Arkaroola in the South Australian desert. I had been invited to visit by the owners of this beautiful fly-in destination, and they’d arranged a 4×4 tour for me that afternoon; I couldn’t be late! However, there was one thing I needed to do along the way; since encountering “The…
In the morning I packed up my bags, and walked up the hill a little way to the local supermarket; I needed some snacks for the cockpit, and some more batteries for my noise cancelling headset! The taxi picked me up from there and dropped me back at the airport, where I used the code lock to let myself through the gate (the code is usually displayed somewhere so you can see it as you exit, and get back in)….
Ollie collected me bright and early, and we drove out to Cambridge to meet up with the others. Mitch already had the Cub and the Maule out of the hangar, and I opened up the next door hangar and brought Planey out to join them. It was looking like a perfect day with light winds, and clear skies. Ollie pre-flighted the Maule on Paul’s behalf, as he hadn’t shown up yet, and once he did we were ready to go….
I exited the airport fence, and headed for the control tower. I’d had a message that the tower controllers wanted to chat with me on arrival; usually this is a bad sign, but on this occasion they just wanted to discuss my planned flight the next day, coordination with Auckland Oceanic control, and so on. We spoke for a while up in the tower, and once done one of the controllers was kind enough to give me a lift to…
Farm life starts early, and Iain’s house was no exception. That was fine by me, as once again I had a lot of places to go today, and a lot of new things to see! I was elated to see that weather conditions were looking fine for my day’s flying, which would take me through the mountains to the west coast and back with numerous stops along the way. After a breakfast of Weetbix I said my goodbyes, and departed…
After a few fun days in Auckland, it was time to leave for the final time and start the journey back to Australia. As mentioned in Part 8, Australia had recently opened their borders (with some limitations) to travel from New Zealand, and I had originally planned to fly from Kerikeri to Sydney. In recent days, though, Tasmania had announced that travelers from New Zealand were now welcome without needing to quarantine. I wanted to visit Tasmania, so I changed…
My time in New Zealand was coming to a close, but with a week of great weather coming up I was keen to make the most of the flying opportunities remaining. I had been looking through the AOPA NZ private strip guide, and had found quite a few North Island strips which I hadn’t yet had a chance to fly to. I decided to spend a couple of days touring the North Island some more, knocking off new airfields. Joining…