The pic of the week comes from an adventure traveler who caught an Archerfield Free Post plane flying by the Linden Chalet. After a public apology for dropping cheese onto the mouse infested island, AFP has instructed all flights to fly around the island.
A spokesmouse for the island has demanded that AFP compensate with crackers.
Sales of the well crafted B-17 at Archerfield have continued, as seen in the picture where three B-17s are on the field. AFP has purchased several more to extend its service, and still offers its paint for interested pilots (link).
ZSK has moved its new jet into its showroom, displaying for the first time the jet that has airlines and pilots drooling. A release may be imminent…
Sunny Fields, home to TBM and several other companies (link), was awarded the “Best Desert Award” by the WBA.
“It’s been a long standing destination with real appeal,” said WBA President Sketch Sun. “I fly and shop there whenever I can. It’s packed full of surprises too, so you should snoop a little. The lime rickey at the diner is perfect for the heat.”
Link to the airfield and destination is above.
This week’s photo comes from AFP, showing Smuggler X using the desk inside ZSK’s B-17 (yes the light works!) at ERIA. He is writing an apology letter to the Linden Chalet after they accidentally dropped two hundred pounds of cheese on the island. The Chalet has had a mouse problem and the cheese is likely to have worsened it.
A Concord jet has landed at ERIA and travelers watched with trepidation as a mysterious box was offloaded.
“This is like, the um, same place that we had a zombism outbreak,” said one baggage handler. “Ya know?”
Our Tulagi Area reporter took to the skies with the Archerfield Free Post to see what a day was like for the former smuggler.
“Everything is done with the ’17,” explained Smuggler X. “ZSK packed her with everything you could want, and she’s my office, control center, and delivery vehicle all in one.”
The day starts at 0500 with orders over the radio, and Smuggler X says that business is thriving.
“Everybody needs something in Tulagi. One morning everybody stopped fighting. The French wouldn’t fly until they got croissants, the Germans refused to man positions without sausages, the Japanese were out of rice, and the Americans said if they got one more can of Spam they’d attack us and forget about the Axis”
At 0600 the orders are all in and he spends his time at the navigator’s desk, plotting his route and calculating drops.
“Some of the combatants are happy to see us but shoot at us all the same,” he told us.
By 0645 he’s in the air, and I get a prime view of the Tulagi Sea and its blue waters from the nose gun. The flying is smooth in the morning we don’t see any fighters, but Smuggler X says it’s not always the case.
“A Claw P-40 dropped out of the sun and hit us last week. They shot up an entire load and we had to turn around. They hate it when we deliver doughnuts.”