Latin America

all about leaving Roatan on their planes. This used to be a fairly common story.

OUR plane (the good one in Guanaja) left in the dark off a gravel road with a short runway dropping right off the shore. We used to call it El Diablo. Once I looked out the window and the wing was on fire just before take off. The pilot got up and stuffed a big rag in the fuel tank and off we went. We were all certain we would explode. BUT we never had a bad flight. Roatan had a runway that just ran flat until there was no more ground and dropped off just above the water. Back then they had lots of problems. The joke was to stay in your scuba gear until you landed on dry land.