Rocky Mountain High
Having soon discovered that they had been completely outwitted, the police staked – out the ramp at Winnipeg St Andrew’s confident in the knowledge that the end game was near. Meanwhile, in downtown Winnipeg the Lelystad Six were reveling in their ability to stay one jump ahead of the law. Spotted by a local “Hack” in Earl’s, a neighbourhood steak house cum speak-easy, the gang were enjoying some freedom in the belief that perhaps, after all, they would achieve their goal. The steaks were rare (and high)…the beers were cool and the amply-endowed staff each had the same telephone number 36-26-36. What more could anyone want?
The mastermind behind the audacious scheme, Captain Darling, had yet another ace up his sleeve however, and employed a diversionary tatic which saw four of the gang hijacking a MPV and heading for the boarder – stopping only briefly for an Egg-Mcmuffin. With the attention of the police now otherwise diverted, the Flying Dutchman plus the remaining desperado seized their chance and in a flash were off the ground and headind due south VFR to the crop-dusting strip at Pembina to clear customs…a vicious, ruthless criminal he may have been but you don’t mess with the US Customes. With the law thrown totally off balance, the “Six” now reunited could take life easy and having stopped off at Grande Forks, North Dakota for fuel continued south west and hold-up for the night in Denver Colorado. This was no Holiday. Inn fact it was tough, miserable experience…six more beers please honey.
Great pictures by Paul Filmer - click the link below