My first remembered flight was sitting on the radio next to the (wild & drunk) pilot of one of these amazing planes in Geita, Tanganyika (before it was Tanzania) in 1959. I grew up there, on a remote gold mine. The crop-duster's visits each year were a highlight in our lives. Wonderful men, wonderful machines. Please see my video on youtube - Speak Swahili, Dammit!
My first remembered flight was sitting on the radio next to the (wild & drunk) pilot of one of these amazing planes in Geita, Tanganyika (before it was Tanzania) in 1959. I grew up there, on a remote gold mine. The crop-duster's visits each year were a highlight in our lives. Wonderful men, wonderful machines. Please see my video on youtube - Speak Swahili, Dammit!
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