The Big Bang

Living in a caravan, pre-dawn pre-flights, and a fast filling logbook. As a young commercial pilot in the Kimberleys life was pretty good, even when things didn’t go quite to plan.

Kununurra was full of young pilots and the motto was, “Need a pilot? Shake a tree. ” Fortunately I was able to gain employment with one of the two main charter operators whose fleet consisted of all marques of Cessna singles, a 310, ‘push-pull’ 337 and a Piper Chieftain. Unquestionably, the workhorses were our Cessna 210s and 206s that ranged far and wide across the outback.