New stuff from the Brumby critter 
Well as it turned out (in reference to my last post), I didn't really know the poor gentleman who died the other day. Well at least not on a personal level, I believe that I may have worked with him however.
We accepted his casket on the 1st, forming up to create a corridor of hommage as he was escorted from the transport aircraft to the hurse. There was barely a word spoken all night, I think that the event really brought home the truth of the risks involved in our sort of aviation field. The funeral is set for this Friday, and I have been asked to remain at work to prepare a Blackhawk for a fly over. Hopefully this will be seen as a fitting tribute.
Moving on to the next topic, we had the first of many of our end of year pub crawls on the weekend. Most of the guys from work and I went across to Magnetic Island, located just off the coast of Townsville. We started the morning with a barstardised version of golf using teams and playing "the best shot" rule. Then staight on to the drinking, from 8:00 am to about 2:00am the following day, some of the guys drank for a while longer after that so I supose that I crashed early.
Thankfully I don't think that we really mucked up too badly, no one got into fisty cuffs or woke up with strange people share'ng their beds (shame really
). We did go swimming in our underware, and one guy did nude up for some tourists but that's about it (I think)
Well as it turned out (in reference to my last post), I didn't really know the poor gentleman who died the other day. Well at least not on a personal level, I believe that I may have worked with him however.
We accepted his casket on the 1st, forming up to create a corridor of hommage as he was escorted from the transport aircraft to the hurse. There was barely a word spoken all night, I think that the event really brought home the truth of the risks involved in our sort of aviation field. The funeral is set for this Friday, and I have been asked to remain at work to prepare a Blackhawk for a fly over. Hopefully this will be seen as a fitting tribute.
Moving on to the next topic, we had the first of many of our end of year pub crawls on the weekend. Most of the guys from work and I went across to Magnetic Island, located just off the coast of Townsville. We started the morning with a barstardised version of golf using teams and playing "the best shot" rule. Then staight on to the drinking, from 8:00 am to about 2:00am the following day, some of the guys drank for a while longer after that so I supose that I crashed early.
Thankfully I don't think that we really mucked up too badly, no one got into fisty cuffs or woke up with strange people share'ng their beds (shame really
). We did go swimming in our underware, and one guy did nude up for some tourists but that's about it (I think)
lycoris:
Ooh a flyover for a funeral. Swanky!