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Sleepless in Dubbo.

When I was in business doing aerial agricultural work I hired an additional two pilots. One, whose name is David, lived a 3 hour flight to the north of me where he worked in the New England Ranges. This is a high range by Australian standards reaching a monumentous altitude of nearly 5,000feet. This range starts near Melbourne in Victoria and runs through to north of Cairns in far north Queensland, a distance of some 1,700 miles. Quit smirking you Americans!
Well David needed to get home for an important family event so he finished early in the afternoon and had my blokes push his Cessna out of the shed and gas it ready for his departure. He arrived back to base at Finley and didn’t bother driving home, about 1 mile, for his gear, he just headedoff. Well he struck weather and as he progressed further north. The cloud and rain became more intense and gradually to ground level. He could go no further and had reached only a bit more than half way. Night came and he would need a taxi, dinner and a motel. But his wallet and thus money was back in Finley. Well David had to sleep in his Cessna, in the rain and hungry. Poor bloke, only slightly more than an hour away was a hot meal, and a bed with a warm cuddly attractive wife.
What you see below is how it turned out and how it was intended.