Well after deciding to re-locate to Hanks Trading Post, I figured i'd best go & get myself a job.
'Hey Hank - your name sounds familiar, any jobs going 'round these 'ere parts'?
'BFU mate'
'There's no need to be like that Hank - c'mon, help a noob out dude'
'BFU, go to Juneau International over them there hills & look for the BFU office'
'Cheers mate'
Downwind for Juneau Intl in my trusty Maule M-7-260.
OK, time to make a good impression & hopefully bag myself a new job:
Well, I got the job (yeah, like I was ever not gonna give myself the job ;D) - The BFU guys will fly me back home whilst I wait for them to repaint my Maule in company colours:
Coming home - there ain't nobody at Hanks that dosen't appreciate a flypast:
'Do you need dropping anywhere in particular sir'?
'Well - just by those boxes of booze will do me just fine thanks':
I even got a lift back to my lodge - check out my outside 'office' ;D:
A week or so later & we get a report that the BFU guys are bringing in my 'new' Maule - I nearly spilt my beer running down to the end of the runway to see her come in:
'Where would you like it parking sir'?
'Well I was in the middle of something, sooo - why don't you leave her here & come & meet my new friends':
Cheers,
TSC.
Bar by Mees
