And again had to execute the Aviaco descent as found the airfield sooner than expected.
Yes, it was a good thing that the chickens were screaming in Spanish. They did leave a few loosened feathers on the loading floor, though. More than usual...
:redf:
Seems everywhere I land, the airport personnel wonder why I cannot fly like that Peruvian Air Force craft. Smooth professional, that pilot.
Pretty flight through the mountains and then to Puno on Lake Titicaca. (At the end, I missed my mark and headed for a cloud bank thinking it was Puno...and then had to proceed a few miles southward to find the town. Happily the field was under brilliant sunny skies. Oops.)