glossieblack wrote: ↑Mon Sep 20, 2021 7:20 am
Thanks cape man and Barra Man.
Today mtor-sailed 65 nautical miles from Pancake Creek north-west, with the wind on the nose all the way, to Great Keppel Island, the scene, if I remember correctly, of Barra Man's honeymoon deflowering when he was but a sallow youth.
Lee, please re-tell the check-in story, it's a beaut.
When I read this thread, I spat my coffee all over my computer!
I have been accused of 'thread drift' before, so lets be clear, this one is down to you Michael!
In late January 1977, I landed this on the airstrip you can see in the above picture, in the company of a delightful young woman.
That's a classic Beechcraft V-tail Bonanza, otherwise known as a 'Fork-tailed Dr Killer' because of its involvement in the demise of many who use that honorific - plus Buddy Holly, the Big Bopper and Ricky Valance! As a veterinarian with a PhD, I felt that I was
'throwing down the gaunlet' as it were, every time I flew it!
I walked into reception:-
Me: I just flew in!
Reception: Good morning Sir, what's your Landing Authorisation Number?
Me: My what?
Reception: Your Landing Authorisation Number!
Me: I don't have one of those!
Reception: You can't land here without a Landing Authorisation Number.
Me: Yes you can - I just did!
Reception: Sir you should have rung us to get a Landing Authorisation Number!
Me: OK sorry. If you give me one now I'll go take off and land again.
Reception: That won't be necessary sir!
Back in the day, Great Keppel was known as the party island. Their advertising slogan was, "Get wrecked on Great Keppel Island"! You could buy T-shirt which said, "I've been wrecked on Great Keppel Island"!
To correct the more 'delicate' part of Michael's post, I was not on my honeymoon, but I was engaged to my companion - so more of a pre-honeymoon!
Anyhow, the weekend must have been a success because we married later that year, and 44 years and two strapping sons later the relationship is still going strong!