It the weee hours of the mourning we meet at Sandspit , i was joined by my new friend sir spud and my newest friend jeff, glad you guys could make it.
wheels up heading out through the mist.
I,m thinking real weather might have been a bad idea.
heading for Yakhoun lake.
i flew right past it but found it with Jeffs help nice little place .
the mountains around here are supprisinly large and very step.
floats up and heqaded to Moresby logging camp.
we,ll find it just keep an eye out for patches of missing foilage.
Its in one of these lakes neastled amongst the hills.
Spud found this one first so i followed him in.
back in the air we head south to Jedway sea plane base.
Jeff went made a pit stop on this lake. he said this was jedway but it wasent ..somethings screwey with my flight plan , darn it.
thers the old ghost house and poluted cooper pond
I managed to land it in the small pondand coasted up onto the sand.
the derelect boat listing to one side.
Next stop Fairfax lake camp.
its like trying to find a needle in a haystack.
the west coast of this island is very steep right down into the water ,, look its seal rock.S.F.
come on spud find this place.
looking .
and looking we,re close.
I think spuds found it way to go.
see the rest in part 2 tomorrow...cheers wedge
