
“Victor Tango Foxtrot to Hamilton Island.” “Hamilton Island to Victor Tango Foxtrot. Weather is fine, 22 degrees…” The tinny voices of the pilot — who seemed so far away despite sitting right next to me — and the air traffic controller echoed in my ears. The deafening whirr of the helicopter’s blades provided a background…
October 8, 2014 / No Comment / Read More
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