Afghanistan has quite a few high and cold mountains.
Little bit of angle and dangle.
Just reach out and touch 'em.
How we roll...
Gates of Hell ain't far from Kandahar.
I debated weather to post this or not, but it is a story that I will forever remember. We had left Kandahar, gone to our next FOB, and as we were engine starting to leave, the call comes in to head back to Kandahar for a no-notice medivac. A soldier was not an hour or so before hit by a sniper above his armor, in his throat, through his spine, and out the back. Well, myself and the loadmasters had the cargo reconfiged, onboard medivac equipment setup, and ready for the pickup in under 30mins. It didn't look good with all the breathing equipment, and was given a 50/50 on surviving the flight. Amazingly while coming out of anesthesia, the soldier was able to lift his arms and wiggle toes. I packed it full of fuel while the AC got the waiver for weight, and flight plan to push those motors to the redline, and we went as fast as she would go into Germany. The absolutely smoothest landing fell into place where you couldn't tell approach from touchdown and full stop, and he was sped away still holding on.
Never knew his name, or how his story turned out, but I like to think our piece of the puzzle all came together and made a mission happen.
On to a happier part of being in Germany...
A different day and trip found me in the exciting world of East Moline Iowa. Woooooooo...
Climbin hard and fast.
Fly me to the moon...
Crossin' the pond high as I've ever been.
Ways you know your country has too much freakin' money. Some kind of man made island thing in Dubai, United Arab Emirates.
More time over Afghanistan lookin' for any rocks being tossed our way.
Nothin' quite like an Afghanistan sunset.