We took a scheduled flight FAJS- FAGG (Joburg to George) arriving around midday. The Outeniqua Mountains were covered in thick cloud and after what seemed like an aborted approach (and seeing the mountain really up close) the pilot found his way under the cloud to a safe landing at the airport. We made our way to the booked rental car with the first drops of rain. Arriving in Mossel Bay 20 minutes later, it looked grey, dreary and dull underneath thick, heavy low cloud with strong wind that whipped the sea into a white frenzy. We had come to collect a helicopter and this was not a good start. Being New Year's Day, most places were closed and at first we could not even find an open coffee shop. The queue was out the door at the first fast food venue and the room at the guesthouse was not ready. What were we to do?
We drove out north east of town on the Aalwynsdal road to the Mossel Bay Airfield. (FAMO) It was quite impressive for a small place with a newish clubhouse (2001) and a growing number of hangars. This is the home of Springbok Aviation Academy and a Microlight School, which also offers tourist flips. The weather meant there was not much happening here but at least we had an idea of the first departure point.
Next morning at 6 am, the clouds were still thick and low and there was certainly no sunrise. By 7am there was a thin ray of light on the horizon, by 8am we saw blue sky appearing and with a quick call to the weather office, we sprang into action. We were airborne by 9.30 am in the R44 and this was the start of 5 fabulous days of flying and tourism from Mossel Bay to Johannesburg. The routing was coast wise to Plettenberg Bay, Port Elizabeth, Port Alfred, East London, Coffee Bay (wild coast), Margate and then across Kwazulu Natal to the Midlands and on to Ladysmith before home to Rand Airport in Johannesburg. This article covers the first half of this journey, from Mossel Bay to Port Alfred.
Before the Robberg Nature reserve, we turned slightly inland for the Plettenberg Bay airport and what a busy place it was! As we approached runway 12 at FAPG there is a small wooden cabin and green field on the left, which is the skydiving club. It is immediately adjacent to the airport and we saw and heard about a number of skydiving flights in the time we were on the ground. We landed almost exactly an hour after take off and hover taxied to the fuel bay where a Gyrocopter was being refuelled. We were next in line and it was all very professional. Meantime there were two private jets preparing for passengers and take off. Two other planes landed and they were all lined up on the small apron. It is little wonder that there are plans to expand this runway and airport to handle Boeing 737's. The big question really being can all the regulatory matters be accomplished before 2010?
While at FAPG it was time to finalise our plans for the rest of the day. Further calls to the met office and examination of the weather websites, meant we were going with plan B. This meant finding accommodation in the vicinity, as we would not follow Plan A to travel all the way to Port Elizabeth (PE) due to cloud moving in and strong winds at PE. This would eliminate the pleasure of coastal helicopter flying and we wanted the best views possible. We had researched our preferred accommodation venues on the Internet but had no firm bookings due to the unpredictability of the weather. Thankfully due to a cancellation, our first call was successful in finding a room for the night and a lawn to park the helicopter, within view of our room.
We zeroed in on our co-ordinates and found the landmarks we had been given to locate Redford House. This guesthouse is about 20km by road from the airport in an area called The Crags and it had taken us 10 minutes in the helicopter. Set back from a large dam is the original historic farmhouse and a cottage. The owners have added a period style separate building with the guest rooms and also a summerhouse by the lovely swimming pool and tennis court. (Behind which the helicopter was parked). This provided a perfect setting to relax and admire the immediate surroundings. Here, we were enjoying an idyllic summer setting: pink Hydrangeas, crimson Watsonias and iceberg roses. What was our worry about the weather? Four seasons in one day, as the Cape is notorius for!
Our upstairs room was a welcome retreat with every attention to detail. Spacious and bright in a Provençale style with a long bathroom the width of the room, offering separate shower and old-fashioned ball and claw bath! The drinking water was cold and fresh, coming straight from a nearby fountain. One could taste this was not municipal tap water and really did not need bottled mineral water as that is what you essentially have on tap! A special touch was the orange cookies and good night chocolates, which at other establishments seems largely to be a thing of the past. Next morning a freshly prepared and tasty personalised breakfast was served in the farmhouse kitchen and one could not ask for more. This was going to be hard to beat!
Now day 2 of our adventure and we started all our weather checks and phone calls ahead about accommodation and landing permission. With everything sorted, we bid a fond farewell as we took off again at 9.30 am for an hour's flight to Port Elizabeth. Once again it was partly cloudy and the moods of the land seemed to vary with the weather. We flew just inland and had great views of the old Bloukrans Pass road and the magnificent modern bridge cutting out all those twists and turns. Oh how grateful we were to be flying as we passed overhead the toll road at Tsitsikamma and the beautiful green forest below. With all the development along the precious coast, one realises how critical these National Parks are, protecting some of our awesome coastline. With a strong tail wind of 20 knots, the land was whizzing by as we passed Storms River and followed the N2 towards Humansdorp, a centre for this agricultural region. Just before the town, we passed the Krom River, which was dammed in 1984 to create the Impofu Dam. The water was sadly muddy brown, but its size was impressive, though we later established it was only 80 % full.
We could see the dunes and beaches of St Francis Bay and Jeffreys Bay in the distance, as we cut across to the Gamtoos River mouth and called Port Elizabeth (FAPE) approach on 120.4 (that is the reference in the Airfields directory despite our flying about 800 ft AGL) They routed us via Seaview towards the airport. The tower (radio 118.1) was most helpful in our landing via runway 26. We were swept past the tower on downwind and the turn into the wind seemed like a crazy sideways slide over an ice rink. The windsock was horizontal with the wind at 24 knots gusting 37 on finals as we crept slowly past the commercial aircraft with our final approach speed indicated at 60 knots. With a ground speed of 35 knots everything happened in slow motion. PE certainly lived up to its other name of "the windy city "! We headed towards the general aviation area and the Shell refuelling station adjacent to Sheltam Air. My husband, the pilot, recalled previous comments from our editor about really having only earned your wings once you have landed in the wind at PE!
There are two specific landmarks in this naturally beautiful area, namely St Croix Island and then the Diaz Cross Memorial. The latter commemorates the arrival of Bartholomew Dias in Algoa Bay in 1488. This site seems to be well supported by tourists and there were a number of people making the walk, reported to be 4 km from the parking lot, to the top of the hill where there is a replica of the original "padrao" (cross).
Next we flew past Kenton-on-Sea and the beaches of Port Alfred, which led us to the famed Kowie River mouth, where we flew into the Royal Alfred Marina. After this 45 minute windy leg, we were ready for a break and to soak up the relaxed atmosphere of the little boats chugging around the Marina. The sun had emerged again to show the Marina in all its scenic glory with the Halyards Hotel at the far end facing the town and Kowie River Bridge. The latter was spectacularly lit up that night and in my opinion belonged in a glitzy city more than a coastal holiday town. The nearby Port Alfred Airport (FAPA) is home to the renowned 43 Air School, but we had arranged permission for a private helicopter landing and overnight parking, which is always a treat. If you know enough about an area and what you need, it is surprisingly easy to organise this, with local co-operation and the friendly folk of the Eastern Cape. The 3 children of the chef of the Halyard's Hotel were eagerly awaiting our arrival and making us very welcome, helped us with our bags to the reception!
In the next post will cover days 3 -4.
Website References:
www.redfordhouse.co.za
Reservations: (044) 534-8877
www.riverhotels.co.za/halyards
Central Reservations: 046 624 8525 (tel) 046 624 8529 (fax)
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