Through the Eyes of a Wombat

And only one hour of class remains for this semester.

Having had not much time to even stop and eat smell the roses over the last month or two, perhaps taking three days off last week to go and fly a charter around the back of New South Wales might not have been the most wise decision in terms of uni work, but it was certainly fun and worth while in real terms!
The local BP petroleum distributor's regional HSE manager needed to visit a large amount of regional depots personally, over a distance which in the car would have taken him over six days, so to do it all in a little under three days was greatly appealing, so we flew.
Thirteen airports in three days, starting at first light every day to enable us to get through every day's stops and on to a final destination by sunset (which, being winter over here, is about 5.30 pm) kept us both busy, but the flying was certainly fun and there were plenty of new experiences. Such as landing the plane from the right-hand seat. Rather like swapping to drive the car from the other seat, it still works just as well but the difference in perspective is a little disconcerting at first. Landing on everything from a farmer's paddock to gravel runways, deserted airports to Canberra International, and flying along at heights from 500 feet to 10,000, the scenery never stops changing!
Possibly the best part of the whole trip was it cost me not a cent- BP paid for everything!!

So back to uni, and the list of assessment I still need to hand in is dwindling, though by no means finished. There's a weekend coming up over which I intend to knock over most things, and then it will be only exams to go! Four and counting, and waiting for 12.30 pm on the 17th of June...