STICK TO THE RULES

Try listen to your gut, follow the POH, be ready for the unexpected...and pray.

- JOHN BASSI

In the first part of this gripping story, John shared the anticipation and preparation for Rhino dehorning flights. In part 2 he continued the story with some unwelcome mechanical drama when his JetRanger began to make alarming grinding noises from deep within the engine.

THE BROCCOLI-LOOKING canopy of trees slipped below me, looking more hostile than ever. With taught nerves and a gnawing lump in my throat, I played out the varying scenarios in my mind. None of the outcomes had a happy ending. My rule is, if there is doubt, then there is no doubt.

The machine was behaving perfectly, everything in green with no amber lights blinking. It was time to abort in a gracious manner, but I did not wish to create unnecessary alarm among my trusty pax. And then the ENG chip light came on.

"Guys, why don't we go and top up on fuel while we are close, take a quick break?" I said in a nonchalant manner, hoping they would all agree.

"Sam do you copy?"

"Standing by John, I have a nice gaggle of rhino waiting for you, they all calm so you can take your pick." rinding

"Copied, Uhm.... we are going and was to stand down for a bit, refueling while we are close to the LZ, I have your Co-ords. I think you should return to base and stand by. Thanks for all your help." 

I climbed away, aiming directly for the safety of our LZ, zigzagging to each open area, the longest six minutes ever.

After shutting down I casually opened the cowling,  which is actually a normal thing for me. I always have a random glance during normal operations whenever I refuel, and over the years it's amazing how that habit has paid off.