Wollongong Aviation Museum

Januari – Februari 2025
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A quick weekend trip to Wollongong's HARS Aviation museum and a night in Sydney on the way home. Baca lagi
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  • Link Airways to ‘the Gong’

    31 Januari, Australia ⋅ ☁️ 23 °C

    This is the second time I’ve tried to fly direct into Wollongong’s Albion Park airport from Melbourne. The last time was out of Essendon on a now-defunct regional airline. That flight never happened as the plane hit birds on the way in and was cancelled. This flight is looking more promising. Operated by Link Airways, the Saab 340B service now departs from terminal 4 of Melbourne’s Tullamarine airport.

    After an early start today, followed by a 1km swim, sauna, then lunchtime walk, I arrived at the airport about an hour before departure. It’s a bit later than I normally arrive, but without lounge access, there wasn’t much point getting here too early. Last year I felt like I had flown through terminal 4 more than all my previous years combined. This is my first flight for 2025, so will see where the year takes me.

    I could have flown into Sydney and taken the train down for half the price of this flight, but I was keen to draw another line on my route map and land at a new (for me) airport. Check-in was easy, as was security (although I had to watch a YouTube tutorial to learn how to reattach my new belt. On a side note, that video was like one of those recipe blogs that waffled on for ages before getting to the point). Terminal 4 security is always so efficient.

    I’m super tired now, and have been all year (thanks, depression). Hopefully, the flight will wake me up a bit. If not, the 747 tour I’m doing tomorrow surely will. If not - I might be a lost cause. I grab a Coca-Cola in the departure lounge from a vending machine as it’s $2 cheaper than WH Smith (the British colonists of airports worldwide). It’s quiet down in the Rex and Link departure area. A great spot to sit if you want some peace and quiet in terminal 4.

    Boarding commences right on time, and we load onboard the bus that will drive us out to the airplane. Unlike terminal 1, all turboprop aircraft (Rex and Link) in terminal 4 are accessed by bus. 13 passengers board the bus, and then we make the drive across the tarmac. We all board the aircraft quickly with plenty of empty seats left over. We taxi out to the runway for a southerly departure, taking off spot on 2:40 p.m. - our scheduled departure time.

    Unlike Rex’s Saab 340s, Link’s interior is much fresher (as fresh as a Saab 340 can be). The slimline grey seats are a little hard but clean and comfortable enough. Set up in a 1-2 configuration, I’m seated in the second-to-last row, 10A. The armrests on both sides of my seat go up, but with the occasional sideways yawing as we pass through clouds, it’s nice to have them down to keep me in my seat.

    The service starts soon after we reach our cruise altitude, which is much lower than you cruise on a 737. While there are more bumps down here, you get a great view of the countryside below. Once the crew member gets to me, instead of having an option between chips, cheese & crackers, or an oat bar, I get them all. The crew member says, “I’m feeling generous today as the load is so low”. Drinks are also offered; I go for a white wine (the bottle only just being opened for me).

    We bounce through a few clouds, and the guy in a tight white shirt and I balance our glasses of wine (his red) in our hands over the aisle to avoid getting wine washed. Our route tracks to the east of the Hume Highway up through northeast Victoria. We pass Benalla, Wangaratta, and then cross the border into NSW at Albury (or Wodonga depending on your perspective).

    Once in NSW, a light layer of clouds forms, which we cruise just over the top of. Another glass of wine is served as we make our way towards Canberra. It’s at this point that we also ditch the Hume and make a slight right-hand turn directly to Canberra. Overhead Canberra, the flight deck introduces themselves and lets us know it’s going to be overcast, drizzling, and 23 degrees for our arrival into Wollongong Shellharbour airport. I wasn’t prepared for rain!

    The seat belt sign comes on as we approach a blanket layer of cloud, as we start our descent into Wollongong. The approach was mainly cloudy, but once we popped beneath the clouds, we could see the ocean. A nice, smooth (ish) landing into Shellharbour airport. This tiny airport only has services by Saab 340 aircraft, but sitting by the terminal is a whopping big Qantas 747-400 (more on that tomorrow).

    Overall, a nice flight into Wollongong on Link Airways. Same plane as Rex but better service and interior fit-out. Hopefully, this low load factor is a random occurrence, as I like seeing these regional routes succeed. That said, I liked the extra space. Now to grab an Uber to my hotel and meet an old work colleague for dinner tonight.
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  • Beachside Morning Starts

    1 Februari, Australia ⋅ ⛅ 20 °C

    Last night I caught up with a colleague I used to work with several years ago. It was nice to catch up and have a bite to eat. But, after a nap-free day, I piked early and headed up to bed. I stayed at the Novotel and got upgraded to a corner ocean view room. Great views (although the windows could use a clean), but the windows had zero sound resistance. All night long, the sound of the small waves crashing on the beach kept waking me up. Either that or the constant barrage of music from the bar downstairs. Some people love the white noise of waves - it is not for me though. Needless to say, I didn’t sleep well.

    Awake at 5:40, I decided to get up and go for a walk. The sun was due to rise at 6:15, and the path along the beach already looked busy with people doing their morning exercise. It was lovely walking along the path, past the rock pools, the harbour, and to the main lighthouse where you can see both city beach and the harbour. I got there just as the sun rose, making perfect timing for a lovely relaxing start to the day. I also love that it’s not even 6:30, it’s 20 degrees, and feels balmy with the humidity. Some days I question my choice to live in the climate of Melbourne (but I love Melbourne for everything else it has going for it, so I overlook its ever-changing weather).

    Walking back to the hotel, the runners that started when I set off for my walk were on the way back, but this time many of them had shed their shirts. Maybe beachside living has its perks 😈. I took plenty of photos, many of which were likely of the same things I took photos of last time I walked here years ago. It is a very beautiful part of the world. You have the beach or harbour in the foreground, with the North Wollongong buildings behind it. Further beyond that, you have the escarpment and nature. It’s lovely.

    I grab a ginger and orange juice shot from a beach café opposite my hotel - a great start to the day. I follow this up with an açai cup that looks beautiful but is impossible to eat without it going everywhere as the cup was overflowing. I decide to take it back to my room and use a coffee mug to deconstruct it in my room, away from judgy eyes. I’ve got some time before I need to head to the airport for my museum tour, so I take a short nap (or at least try to) to try and give me a bit more energy for what will end up being a long day. After getting dressed and re-packing my almost empty bag, I hop in an Uber, heading for the main event of this trip.
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  • 747 Avgeek Adventure at HARS

    1 Februari, Australia ⋅ ☀️ 25 °C

    The main event of my weekend away was to check out the HARS aviation museum. The museum is located at Shellharbour Airport, where I flew in on Link the night before. I’ve wanted to come here for a while now, but life got in the way. The HARS museum is run by volunteers who basically restore old aircraft back to flying condition (or as close to as possible). Their most known acquisition would be the Lockheed Super Constellation - aka “Connie”. The next “big” attraction to the museum arrived in 2015 when “City of Canberra” 747 registered VH-OJA made the 15-minute hop down from Sydney to be delivered to HARS on retirement from Qantas. This aircraft was to be the main attraction for my visit.

    The 747 was the first aircraft I ever flew on. That was a 747-300 series on a short hop from Melbourne to Sydney back in 1996! Thus, it’s always had a special place in my heart as possibly the aircraft that got me addicted to aviation. The 747 at HARS is a 400 series, and a record breaker. It flew non-stop from London Heathrow to Sydney when it arrived in the Qantas fleet back in 1989. Today, it no longer flies, finding a forever home at HARS. It’s also the feature of the premium tour I signed up for today. The tour just has 4 guests on it, with the group later split into 2 smaller groups of 2 for an even more personalised experience. Such amazing value for only $205!

    I arrived about half an hour early to find the other 3 people on the tour group also already waiting. We’re all keen beans today. The volunteers bring us in to start the tour early. We are dressed in purple vests that read “HARS VIP TOUR” in big, bold yellow letters across our vests. The vests live up to the VIP experience all day long! I won’t go through everything we did because the 2.5-hour tour ended up going for almost 7 magical hours.

    The group of tour guides outnumbered the number of participants (which they deliberately do to ensure a great experience). I’m hopeless with names, but we had a former 747 Captain, 2 former flight attendants (who met onboard and married), an engineer, and a coordinator. Our engineer turns 80 this year (or maybe was already), and he was still climbing in and around the engineering bay and cargo holds with us. The people really make the tour - they share their experiences of life working on or around the 747. It’s amazing.

    To give a rough breakdown of how the day went, we started off with an introduction to all the volunteers who would look after us on the upper deck of the 747. Sitting in the exit row brought back memories of previous work trips, one notably coming back from Bangkok where I spent a little bit of time in the bathroom on this deck returning the bottle of Bollinger I had on the ground after a long delay in the Bangkok First Lounge. Ah, memories!

    Next, we did a walk around of the 747. A necessity for any pre-flight check. This was done with the engineer who explained what most of the bits and bobs were on the aircraft. He also explained some issues he encountered in his career, how we went to Seattle to train on the 747, and the life of working with Qantas throughout the years. Such an interesting story. He described using the aircraft pressurisation system to blast out a blocked toilet pipe, saying that was a much cleaner way to fix the problem.

    The group of 4 then split in two. I was paired with an ex-British guy from Sydney, while the mother-daughter combo headed up to the flight deck. We met the cabin crew who took us through the main deck of the 747. We went from nose to tail and back on the upper deck, with them describing all the classes, galleys, and crew positions on the aircraft. The only part I hadn’t seen before (as a passenger) was the cabin crew rest area. I got to climb up above the cabin and check out the bunks. So cool for this avgeek. After seeing the passenger deck, the engineer took us into the engineering bay, filled with all the computers that power the 747, and then the cargo deck.

    With the passenger, engineering, and cargo decks all covered, it was our turn to sit in the cockpit. A life goal to sit in the left-hand seat of a 747 was achieved. Unlike other museums, this cockpit was also powered up! Everything was on! We spent probably close to 1.5 hours in the cockpit, maybe longer. The captain took us through all the preflight checks and what the controls all do (well, as much as you can do with a couple of rookies). We pretended to be flying from Sydney to Melbourne, entered the route into the flight computer, entered take-off weights and v1, v2, and vr speeds. Oh, such nerdy goodness. I had such fun. A dorky highlight for me was being about to turn off and on the seatbelt light and making the cabin have that “ding” sound.

    We had to take a quick break for lunch at 1:50 before the café closed. We returned to the cockpit afterwards and probably could have spent the whole day chatting there, but alas, the museum closed at 3pm and we still had to tour the rest of the hangars. No worries, one of the volunteers stayed behind and took us for an after-hours tour of the hangars and planes. We got to board several historic planes, including Connie. Some 7 hours later, with only a 10-minute meal break, we finished up the tour of the hangars.

    I’ll wrap up this long post by saying - that was the best aviation tour I’ve ever done. I loved every minute of it and have no idea how the time flew by. I’ll definitely come back and do this tour again sometime. I’d also recommend it for any avgeek. Just do it!
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  • Scenic train to Sydney

    1 Februari, Australia ⋅ ☀️ 25 °C

    After an amazing day at the HARS aviation museum, it was time to take the train up to Sydney for the night. I made the short walk to Albion Park station and waited about 10 minutes for the train that would take me most of the way. Unfortunately, there are track works today, so instead of going to Central, I need to change trains a few times. Google predicted a journey time of just under 3 hours.

    I’ve taken the train from Wollongong to Sydney before as a kid. I remember doing it with my mum, who was excited to share the journey with me. I recall she wanted to travel on a specific train for some reason, which I can’t remember. The route from Wollongong to Sydney follows the coast initially before going through parklands. It’s a beautiful journey.

    The first part of the journey hugs the coast on the hills between the water and the rugged escarpment. The train stops at many small towns, collecting passengers who have spent the day at the beach. Many bright red, sunburnt passengers board, some with surfboards. It seems like quite the leisure route.

    As we go slightly inland, the forest thickens. I don’t know what you call it, but it has ferns, so I’m calling it a rainforest. It’s lush, green, hilly, and relaxing to stare at as we slowly weave around corners, sometimes on single track and pass through several tunnels. Tiny stations appear in the middle of the forest, seemingly only serving nature walking tracks or tiny towns. It’s beautiful.

    The train terminated at Hurstville. “All change, all change” announced the guard as we arrived. While Google Maps suggested I take a train one stop to Wolli Creek, then take the airport line to the city, I decided to try the new metro line instead. I transferred from Hurstville to Sydenham and then moved across to the metro line to Gadigal. Unlike most Sydney trains, the metro is single-level and has seats facing the aisle like the London tube (but wider). A nice, cool breeze flowed through the carriages as we zoomed under Sydney towards Central.

    I arrived at Gadigal station, a nice open space that looks really fresh and spacious. I like the piece of art on the wall when heading up the escalators. While technically this station took longer to get to my hotel, the walk from there was downhill so much easier. I was knackered (a technical term) by the time I reached my hotel. I stayed at Hotel Morris, a cute little hotel on Pitt Street. Once checked into my upgraded room, I tried to have a little nap.

    The aim for tonight was to check out what the gays have to offer on Oxford St and surrounds (who even am I). However, after a mini nap and a quick Thai dinner, I was so tired that instead, I called it a night and was asleep by 10 p.m. The bed and pillows were so comfortable that I slept through the night. Much needed for another day of exploring.
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