Post 18: Zanzibar. Que sera sera....

Getting flight clearances to hop from country to country in Africa is proving more difficult than I had hoped and the ever-enthusiastic Sam had imagined. The more experienced pilots - such as Helmut- are now getting their own handlers back home to do it. Helmut uses a small German company which specialises in getting clearances for pilots who ferry small and not-so-small aircraft around to world: Africa, China, Asia, North America.

The group is solid and supportive of each other if a little dispirited. It's been disappointingly hard work even allowing for the revolutions which seem to follow us and the difficulties of grappling with Africa.

But there are worst places to be stuck.

Just William leads us in a jolly refrain at dinner over a fire at the beach which cheers everyone up:

Que Sera Sera
Whatever will be will be
The clearance will come... tomorrah
Que sera sera

Oi!

 Mobile Zanzibar

 Adam, Sam's helper, and Steve

 Just William somewhere else

 Pilot ditches. Steve drowning not waving

 Annette, Flying Farmer Chairman Martin's wife

Poolside View, Zanzibar