I drove my younger daughter, Flossie, to Sumburgh airport this morning, leaving OH and Daisy to feed the hoards in a gale (sorry, guys and thank you!)
Because of the stormy weather, folk had been offered the opportunity to change their flight plans. The airport was fairly empty as a result. We had decided to risk it.
Amazingly, Floss’ plane took off on time and, as I write, has just landed in England (with one change at Aberdeen). She said the flight off the island was “ a bit bumpy but very quick”!
I can well imagine.
Once I had dropped Flossie off, I started the drive home.
The sea is on both sides of the airport and there are three runways to choose from.
This is the end of the runway we have to drive over in the car to get to the airport.
We wait at the barrier. It is like a train level crossing only with aircraft. You just drive over the runway once the barrier is up, obviously.
“The western end of runway 09 crosses the A970 road between Sumburgh and the northern mainland; access is controlled by a level crossing with barriers closed whenever a flight is taking off or landing.” – from Wikipedia
Anywho, it was a lovely Christmas break and we are all going to miss Flossie very much.
Safe travels, Flossie and thank you for all your help this holiday. I wonder whether she would fly back to Shetland if the Boyzenberries escaped back into the hill? Do you think her Oxford tutors would understand?