While waiting for someone to find the key to the avgas truck in the Dominican Republic, why yes we were in a hurry, thanks for asking, a Huey from the Dominican Air Force flew over and landed next to the Navajo Stu and I were taking to Argentina. Forgetting the madding delay for a moment we went over and drooled over the beautiful old bird. We ran into a lot of Huey’s, not literally, in south America last year.
