The six of us had parked up and hopped the gate no problem, making our way across the airfield to the big black silhouette found on the farside. It was still a fair walk so we hustled, passing the DC-8 and making for the 747. Upon nearing the rear wheels of the plane, we’d spotted a 4×4 approaching us and quickly panic turned into a sprint. Where the fuck can you hide on an airstrip?! Our only option was to squeeze into the wheel bay. Awesome. well, err, not… the main problem with this was that only three could properly crouching tiger and stay hidden dragon. Whilst two others were hidden in the hold of the DC-8, the 4×4 patrol car was within 10 metres of me as it looped the rear of the Jumbo Jet. As it went round, I was on the counter side and through some stroke of luck managed to crawl around the wheel bay as the 4×4 looped it, staying unspotted. We figured this gave us about 30 minutes to get into the aircraft and let the party commence!
Photo: On the roof of the 747, London, UK (2011)
