It was snowing and I could see him and his partners
shivering as they came up to the plane on the little dingy.
We took off with out any probelms.
I was flying them from Tridant Basen too Whitehorse International where they would catch a flight too New York.
About an hour into the flight, one of them asked when the drinkcart was coming down. I laughed at this.
We were almost at the air port and I was running low on fuel. I had enough if we could land right away, but, you can never be to certaint. So I cut the engins over a lake at about 10,000 feet. That gave them quite a fright.
After we landed and they passsengers had departed, I checked the cabin for lost belongings.
I found that mettle suitcase unlocked. I desided to open it. I amost craped my pants. It was full of $100 bills.
I figured he wouldn't need it any more so I waved goodbye to them out the window.
What A day!
