I’m finally getting around to posting the antics from all hallow’s eve with the OG Bullethead @OrigBullethead. In this adventure, we decided to fly Xcubs from . . well carp. I forgot. Somewhere in SA on the west of the continent (where that star airport is) to somewhere 50ish NM away to the SSE to drop off some “cargo.” I had live weather working, and there was a lot of thunderstorms in the area, so it should make from some really sketch flying. It started out lovely though.
Even the townships looked nice. Or “pueblos” or something.
All was fine and dandy until our magenta line took us. . .um. . .pretty close to the ground that came up to meet us. . .
And then some gnarly weather. . .
Sure, there were a few trees up where we were, but it’s all good. The clouds prevented us from seeing them.
Every now and again, there was some purdy blue skies up top. . .
But below was still “marginal.”
We were dedicated to dropping off the “supplies” or some BLT’s with extra toe-MAH-toes (ubereatspilots) or whatever it was in that mystery brown bag in the cargo, so we fought through the clouds, no matter how gray.
For a time I lost BH, but he managed to stay in formation. . .
We managed to drop off the “stuff” at the airport at Curayaca or whatever that place is that’s named after something that Bullethead’s anesthesiologist used when he had knee surgery back in the day, but I couldn’t get pictures because of all the thunder. So we bolted to head north to another strip where we might be able to drop these birds off, set them ablaze, and look for a barge to take down river. . .It was WELL hidden in the trees. . .and in a death star trench!
LANDING CHALLENGE!
Luckily there was a runway plane ramp at the far end of the field. . .
Even @OrigBullethead made it safely. Although he noticed the planes were all staged to make it look like an active field, so we decided to try the last of the three airports in that 2 mile triangle. . .but departing would take some effort: through that canyon of trees at the far end of this tiny strip.
BH had the great idea of using the runway runaway plane ramp as an acceleration ramp. . .
He clipped a few trees with the tundra tires, but made it. So I took hot pursuit.
. . .and also barely made it!
We both landed at the giant strip to the south to find some houses on blocks. . .
And one with stairs leading to the garage. . .
Here we eagerly ditched the planes and lit them ablaze and made a b-line for the border. 
Did we make it? We’ll have to see in the next “sketchy adventures of Bullethead and CuzDawg.”
