With some luck this could be the last few days of the course and the GD will be winging it [commercial] on the way home next week.
Later and totally unrelated:
In the fog and light drizzle we made our way to the shops. In the distance, to our rear, a noise became increasingly louder, we moved over further on the shoulder of the road to give more room to what we presumed was an approaching truck.
Next thing you know a twin otter flew directly over frightening the bejasus out of us, and any one else under it’s path.
Just minutes later another twin otter came swooping out of the fog from over the harbor at about the same height, around 200 feet or less. The joys of travel in the north eh?
Both landed safely, the window was narrow as it is flat in fog and drizzle now.
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