Special Hours.
Special Hours A career in aviation is often referred to in terms of hours. The clock is ticking each time that we take to the skies and then dutifully entered into a log book with details of the flight and the hours and minutes aloft. …
Stairs and Elevators.
Stairs and Elevators. I’ve often perceived personal progress as the comparison between stairs and elevators. Sometimes it’s a laborious climb and sometimes a quick, quiet rise. Which method you employ can be beyond your control, dependent upon the whims of luck, timing and even …
You’ll Never Know About the One that Kills You.
“If I felt or heard a thump, I knew I was still alive. I figured I’d never know about the one that killed me.” This is a quote of my father’s that now adorns a wall within the Australian War Memorial. As I reflected …
Six Months On.
Six Months On. “Gee, that time’s gone quickly”. This is the most common response when I tell people that six months has passed since my surgery. For the most part, I agree. However, in the early stages of recovery there were days that seemed to …
My Dad Never Marched on Anzac Day.
My Dad Never Marched on ANZAC Day. Both of my parents served in the military – in wartime and in peace. My mother marched on Anzac Day but my father never did. My mother was an Air Force radar operator – a “hush hush” …
Unforgettable….My Years as an Ambo.
(A much younger me on duty.) Unforgettable…My Years as an Ambo. At the core, I always wanted to be a pilot. However, the path to the cockpit is an expensive business and the road an even longer one. On leaving school, I entered a business …
Strolling Through Seville
Strolling Through Seville (Part One) Some years ago, I was very fortunate to be the guest of Airbus, covering their military projects in Spain and their civil facility in France. Transiting Dubai and Madrid, the journey finally found me touching down in Seville in the …
Next Generation.
Next Generation. In times past, for generations the sons of blacksmiths became blacksmiths and the offspring of farriers became farriers. Today, sons and daughters can follow their mothers and fathers onto the flight decks, if they so choose. Both Kirrily and I being examples of …
Five Down…Five to Go.
QF127 (Image: Flightradar24) Five kilometres down…five to go. My limbs, heart and breathing have settled into that wonderful rhythm where the endorphins of the exercise gods are in control. The night is crystal clear and the brilliant moon almost casts my shadow with the …
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