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It’s now been 3 months since my last flight. Since I don’t appear to be flying, I may as well write about flying. In November last year I took a mate up to the Flinders Ranges and beyond for some aerial photography.
Getting closer to the Flinders Ranges...
We had to return from the first attempt due to bad weather. The forecast looked promising, but head up from Parafield towards Gladstone, it soon became apparent we wouldn’t get through. A quick diversion to Pt Pirie and a rethink later, we continued coastal to Pt Augusta. Nearing Pt Augusta I thought we might be able to get through, but after 5 minutes it was clear we weren’t going to get any further north. A quick stop at Pt Augusta to consider the options, but there was really only one – return to Parafield. That was the first flight where the weather was a serious issue and where I had to make the difficult decision to return rather than press on. In hindsight I’m happy that I did make the decision, but I probably should have made it at Pt Pirie.
The weather starting to get worse as we continue north on the first attempt
The following week looked a little better, so we planned to go again. This time the weather at Parafield was a little dodgy but improving as the morning went on. We had initially planned to be airborne mid to late morning, but having seen the weather we weren’t in any hurry. We arrived at Parafield around noon and then I realised I’d left the headsets home. Not to worry, a quick trip back was a good idea as it’d give the clouds more time to lift. We eventually left around 1:30 on the first leg to Hawker. All the airports we’d visit on this trip were new to me, so it was a great experience. By the time we reached Hawker, the clouds had completely disappeared.
The terminal facilities at Hawker. Very nice!
It was a little bumpy heading up past Laura and Gladstone, so I was glad to have a 15 minute break at Hawker. Feeling much better we continued north along the Flinders Ranges, past Wilpena Pound (our destination for the night), Leigh Creek and on to Marree for some fuel. The flight had been amazing to that point, we were cruising around 7500 ft and getting a good view of the coal mines, Lake Torrens which seemed to always be off the port wing, and the Upper Flinders. To my surprise we ended up in the circuit at Marree with another aircraft. I never thought I’d hear anyone on the radio out there. The landing was uneventful but finding a place to park was entertaining. The other aircraft landed soon after us having been on a scenic flight around Lake Eyre.
Part of the coal mines at Leigh Creek
I soon had to put my refuelling skills to the test having not had to refuel a plane since my training two years earlier. I think I gave the refueller an extra few litres as the kickback on the nozzle was huge causing several litres to run over the wing. Having never expected to go to Marree, I made the most of it by heading off down the road to take some photos of the locals.
One of the locals at Marree enjoying the afternoon sun
Snapshots over, it was time to continue on to the Willouran Ranges to the north west. The area was spectacular and we spent half an hour touring the area and taking lots of photos.
The Willouran Ranges
From there we tracked direct to Rawnsley Park Station on the south eastern end of Wilpena Pound. About 45 minutes into the flight I started to notice the sun getting lower and lower over Lake Torrens. I quick check of the ETA to Rawsley park – 19:45, followed by a check of sunset – 20:00. That was a bit of a shock. Our delayed departure had meant last light was now a factor and something I hadn’t fully understood as we left Marree. I knew Rawnsley Park was amongst hills, so I wasn’t sure how light it would be. We didn’t muck around on the rest of the trip as I was keen to get there as quick as I could. Failing that, Leigh Creek was an option to the north as they had runway lighting. In the end it was a bit of a non-issue as there was plenty of light as we landed on the fantastic dirt strip. Rolling out we could see Kangaroos eating dinner on the side, and thankfully deciding to hop away rather than in front of us. The track in to the runway took us over the accommodation so we’d barely had time to shut down before the manager had arrived to pick us up.

Wilpena Pound as we approach Rawnsley Park Station
We spent the evening putting up the tent and cooking dinner before getting an early night. Nature had woken me up at 5am the next morning and from there I wasn’t able to get back to sleep. Instead, I decided to get up and see what all the fuss was about. There were birds, sheep, and kangaroos everywhere. By the time I’d gotten back from my walk Mike had packed up most of the gear and we were getting ready to leave. The manager was out on his morning walk and offered to take us back to the plane earlier than we had expected. This was great as the light was perfect for getting some aerial photos of Wilpena Pound before heading back to Parafield. A quick check of the weather and we were on our way back to the plane. There was no wind to speak of, and it turned out to be an amazingly smooth ride home.
One of the early morning noise makers getting breakfast to go
We had to spiral up over the airstrip to get above Wilpena Pound before commencing an anticlockwise loop. There were a couple of scenic flights already operating but we maintained plenty of separation. The view was sensational all the way around the northern side of the Pound. We did a few orbits to try and get the perfect shot, before starting our trip home. I had planned via Pt Pirie in case we needed fuel. With no headwind we wouldn’t need to stop, but we still fly over Pt Pirie in case we needed a comfort stop. From Pt Pirie it was a familiar flight back to Parafield via the training area and Outer Harbour. The only issue we had was an aircraft in the training area that reported being at the same point as us, as the same time we got there, and at the same altitude. This rapidly got my attention. I had seen the aircraft earlier at Pt Pirie performing circuits, but was surprised to hear that it was so close to us. Even with our heads on a swivel, we couldn’t see it. I began a few gentle turns but we never saw the aircraft.

Our C172SP for the trip, parked at Rawnsley Park Station airstrip
Looking west over Wilpena Pound
Flying past Pt Pirie
Our early departure had meant we were back at Parafield before noon. After what seemed like 10 trips to the car to carry all our gear, we were on our way home after a thoroughly enjoyable and rewarding overnight tri p to the Flinders Ranges. It was my first time up there and I can’t wait to go back. It was also the most complex flight I’d done which made it more satisfying.
More photos can be found here.
The Flight Paths can be found here:
Parafield – Hawker – Marree – Rawnsley Park Station
Rawnsley Park Station – Parafield
Thanks for reading.
Brett
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Need to do something about that 3 months