No Signs of Life; Raining Hot Death
Crammed into a mesh seat, locked into an tightened five point harness, and cradling his heavy backpack on his knees Capt Dogra wondered how the Chinook could…
Pre-Days
As the helicopter blades made frantic circles over the ocean I started to fall asleep. I knew I should be alert, possibly even on guard but these past few days…
Rotor Wash
From far away, it sounds like a dream. A quiet whuck-whuck-whuck that sounds like nothing else in the world. From our outpost on the massif, we can see them…