My route across Egypt, Suez canal, Sinai peninsula, and Jordan. 

Crossing the Egyptian border near Alexandria.

Nearing Cairo, ATC vectored me to about 25 miles east of the Great pyramids.  From there I crossed the Suez Canal and climbed to 13,000 ft for terrain clearance over the Sinai peninsula.   I never could imagine the height of the mountains and associated late afternoon turbulence along this route.  

I was excited to visit the middle east for the first time. I flew past biblical Mount Sinai where Moses received the Ten Commandments. Crossing over the Red Sea/Gulf of Aqaba, I turned north towards Aqaba International airport (Jordan) and was given an extraordinary reception upon landing.  The entire international airport was opened for my arrival with hundreds of support staff. 

The next day I drove along the King's Highway past Wadi Rum and toured Petra. 

Wild camels along the King's Highway.

Wadi Rum in the distance as viewed along the King's Highway. 

Wadi Rum. A Mars on Earth experience. 
Photo credit: sunrise-travel.eu

The hidden entrance to Petra. Note: water channels were carved by the Nabataean people to collect every drop of moisture running off the canyon walls.  

First glimpse of the "Treasury" in Petra.

Remarkably well mannered camels in front of the Treasury.

El Dier ("The Monastery").

Conflicting feedback. Should I have taken this photo?

 The interior of one of the Royal tombs carved out of solid rock.

The proposed route from Trento, Italy to Iraklion, Crete.  The weather deteriorated over the boot of Italy as I progressed further south. I had to fight for improved vectors multiple times as ATC kept directing me in to cumulonimbus weather.  I will assume they did not have radar as position reports were required every 10 minutes.  

Crossing the Ionian sea between Italy and Albania

A dizzying 8 turn hold at 1500 ft off the coast of Crete.  I was getting low on fuel and ATC required me to wait 15 minutes at this position.  Finally, I was released to land at  Iraklion.

Secure in Iraklion, Crete.  Time for dinner and a cold beer.

Oil Change and Electrical repairs in Trento, Italy

​During the first oil change and maintenance inspection of the trip, Luca Parazzolli (EAA, Chapter 1581) and I discovered corrosion damage to the high current electrical bus and associated components. The corrosion damage was caused by a leak of the primary 12V battery mounted to the firewall and over the electrical components. The likely cause of failure of the battery: flight through extremely low temperatures causing the battery case to crack.  

Luca networked with his fellow RV builders in the area and heroically obtained a new battery, main relay, starter relay, Silicone boot, and fabricated a new #2 battery cable within hours. I had a spare shunt in my parts bag.  We spent 15 hours repairing the electrical system to like new condition and tested the engine and electrical system. Thank you Luca for all of your help, resourcefulness, attention to detail, and great network of friends. 

One of the many EAA chapters around the world. Members are willing to help out a RTW pilot in need.

An unbeatable view from Luca Parazzolli's hanger in Trento, Italy

50% of CREWRV8, Luca's formation aerobatic team.

The departure from Trento, Italy required flying through a narrow mountainous valley toward the Adriatic sea.
Photo credit: Luca Perazzolli

This 735 nm leg would be the most complex I have ever flown. The flight would require transiting the air space of five countries, radio hand-offs to a dozen controllers, each speaking English, but with a unique accent.  Eventually I climbed to 14,000 ft over the Alps to Italy, following narrow airways over mountain passes in instrument conditions.  There was little margin for error.

Crossing over the English channel from England to Belgium.

90 years ago, Louis Bleriot, a French engineer, was the first to fly an airplane across the English Channel, 21 miles from Calais in France to Dover, England. The London Daily Mail had put up a £1,000 prize for the first airplane flight across the Channel.

Just outside Calais in Bleriot Place, which means Bleriot Beach, there's a small stone monument in a residential neighborhood commemorating the events of July 25, 1909.  Near this spot, Bleriot made a short test flight in the dark at 4:15 am.
He was flying a tiny frail monoplane with a three cylinder Anzani motorcycle engine that had a tendency to explode if it overheated - or after about 30 minutes, whichever came first.
The flight across the channel would take about 40 minutes.  It was a calculated risk.
Bleriot was not the only person trying to cross the channel in late July 1909.  The Daily Mail, a London newspaper, had a put up a thousand pound prize to the first person who could do it.
To be official, the flight had to happen in daylight, and at 4:41 when the sun was officially over the horizon, Bleriot took off.
He had no instruments.  The weather was blustery and misty.  Visibility was not good.  A French destroyer was positioned half way across the channel to help guide him, but legend as it - he got lost.
Bleriot cut his engine and came to Earth pretty hard, breaking his propeller and landing gear, and proving again that any landing you can walk away from is a good one.The bad weather worked to his advantage, though.  A rain shower cooled his engine.  He had his way to the English coast, spotted someone waving a flag to signal the landing spot near Dover Castle.  Bleriot cut his engine and came to Earth pretty hard, breaking his propeller and landing gear, and proving again that any landing you can walk away from is a good one.
Today the open grassy field where Bleriot landed is overgrown with dense shrubs.  But as you walk through the thicket, suddenly you find yourself in a wonderful clearing, and you can stand where history happened.  The outline of his plane has been set down and memorialized in marble.  Like many small airplanes that made history, you are surprised at how small it is. 
Bleriot won the prize money and became the next great aviator to become world famous in an instant, but those were the days when flying records were made and broken quickly. 

Another article describing his flight.

CREDIT: DAN PATTERSON, WYSO.org, Smithsonian

I encountered hail and picked up light icing on the wings over the Italian Alps.  The RV does not have any de-icing equipment (besides a heated pitot tube and anemic window defroster) and the plane slowed 20 knots due to induced drag.  Flying through the clouds with higher terrain (granite peaks) on either side of the airway was a real test of my nerve, navigation, and accuracy of the charts.

 After a brief stay in Wick, Scotland I flew in a southerly heading along the east coast of England all the way to Duxford.  The "high" mentioned in my previous post  pushed "May" along at 160 knots as temperatures rapidly rose.

 Fly my plane over the green fields of England ... check!

G-GDRV. Manuel Queiroz flew his RV6 around the world in 2006.  I read his engaging book "Chasing the Morning Sun" (www.chasingthemorningsun.com) and corresponded with him prior to my trip.  Thank you Manuel for sharing trip preparation and technical information with me.

​During my approach to Duxford, I shared the sky with a Supermarine Aviation Works, Ltd Spitfire and a de Havilland Tiger Moth.  Can life get any better than this!?

 I never grew  tired of watching a Spitfire  tear up the sky above Duxford.  ​​The sound of a V12 Merlin engine is music to my ears.

A resident flying Spitfire at the Imperial War Museum in Duxford, England. (www.ifm.org.uk).  IMF Duxford hosts an incredible collection of aircraft and museums open to the public. 

Thank you Allan,Peter, and Chris for assisting me during my stay in Duxford. Allan was instrumental to help me plan my flight across the complex European air space from England to Italy.

SR-71 located in the American museum.  A "slightly" faster aircraft than the Spitfire. 

After an extremely cold and stressful crossing of the North Atlantic from Nuuk, Greenland to Iceland, it was necessary to thaw before continuing my journey.  Iceland's famous “Blue Lagoon" was suggested by my friend Ed Neffinger as an appropriate pilot de-icing facility.
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My original route of flight from Reykjavik, Iceland to Wick, Scotland. The route was modified prior to takeoff to fly at 3000 ft and below freezing levels off the coast of Iceland.  

An enormous storm,  which would have kept me grounded for the next five days,  was moving rapidly towards Iceland from the west. My plan was to leave BIRK in the early morning just before the storm hit.  A large high, parked over the west coast of Ireland provided clockwise wind rotation and 36 knot tail winds towards Scotland. Perfect.

173 knots ground speed at 6.2 gph. I would pay a price  for  the tremendous tail wind later. 

Passing the rugged Faroe Islands enroute to Scotland. 

​EGPC - ATC reported winds at 29 knots gusting to 38 knots right down the runway. ​ Wick is located at the northern tip of Scotland and gets blasted by unrelenting arctic winds. 

The landing at Wick, Scotland was like riding a bucking bronco down to the ground.  After touch down and half stick back to protect the nose wheel, the plane started to climb again.   I hope Wick ATC would not charge me for multiple landings!  The taxi to the “Far North Aviation” hanger was practically uncontrollable. ​

To escape the blustery winds outside, I taxied my plane in to one of the WWII-era hangers at Wick airport.  For many ferry pilots, this is the last stop in Europe before heading to Iceland and onward to North America.  The entire airport is a time capsule from the 1940's and has a great vibe. Thank you Andrew for the tremendous welcome and support during my stay in Scotland.

Historical note:
 On 21 May 1941, a photographic reconnaissance Supermarine Spitfire piloted by Flying Officer Michael F. Suckling took off from Wick, and flew to Norway, in search of the German battleship Bismarck. If Bismarck was to break out into the North Atlantic, she would present a significant risk to the ships supplying Britain. 320 miles to the east of Wick, F/O Suckling found and photographed her, hiding in Grimstadfjord.[3] This information enabled the Royal Navy to order HMS Hood and other ships, as well as aircraft, to take positions intended to track Bismarck, and prevent her from entering the North Atlantic. In ensuing battles, Hood was sunk, and, later, Bismarck. German battleships and battle cruisers never again entered the North Atlantic.

Credit: Wikipedia, Wick Airport. 

After three relaxing days in Nuuk, it was time to leave. The weather window opened to Iceland, or so I thought.  My route was scheduled to climb to 13,000 ft over the 9000 ft Greenland Ice cap and remain there for hours. Outside air temperatures decreased to -15c as I progressed eastward. It was impossible to keep warm, even with the heater on and fully clothed.

Greenland Ice cap.  The cap was largely hidden from view under a cloud layer at 11,000 ft. Unfortunately, I did not spot any polar bears, which was a disappointment.

Thousands of icebergs were visible as I crossed over the east coast of Greenland.

A trip highlight. I still dream about flying over Greenland.

The assigned route from the east coast of Greenland to Iceland.  By the time this picture was taken, I was pretty much frozen. I descended to a lower altitude, but still wanted to stay high for safety. I continued on for the next 500nm over the North Atlantic at 130 knots TAS to save fuel.  

The cloud layer was up 11,000 ft as I approached the coast of Iceland.  ATC reported light icing at 5,000 ft.  On descent I managed to pick up ice on the windshield and leading edges of the wings, which melted below 3,500 ft.  There was no decrease in performance of the air frame or engine. The alternative airports reported similar conditions.  I flew a very precise approach in instrument conditions and landed at BIRK chilled to the bone.  No flight this far north can be taken casually.

The frozen North Atlantic from 11,000 ft.  I selected this altitude because it was thousands of feet above the uniform cloud layer containing freezing fog and known rime icing conditions.  No visible moisture was present at my flight level with temperatures about -6 C.  Inside the sun lit cockpit, it was so warm, I had my survival suit zipped down the waist.  Earlier, I practiced zipping up my survival suit when sitting in a chair in Iqaluit. My ISPLR single man life raft and ditch bag were close at hand in the event of an emergency.​

80 percent of the time, the cold, scary Atlantic was hidden from view, with an occasional glimpse of the ice pack between gaps in the clouds.  The ice sheet melted as I approached the coast of Greenland as the land emerged from the mist.

446 nm from Iqaluit to Nuuk with 25 knot headwinds.  The EFIS MAP displays the route and geography on both sides of the crossing with no ADSB or radar coverage. 

I am getting better at blindly broadcasting position reports every 5 minutes. 

I spotted my first Iceberg 100 nm from Greenland! It does not look like it would sink the Titanic, but perhaps make a rather large dent in the hull.

Incredible approach to Nuuk, Greenland.  On turn from base to final, you face a solid wall of rock. The short 3000 ft runway is perched above a beautiful harbor and the capital city of Greenland. 

 Colorful houses in contrast to the stark landscape. There are only 55,000 people in the entire country.    

The owners of my guest house asked me to accompany them for their first coastal cruise of the season.  ​We brought along considerable firepower in the event of a unexpected polar bear encounter.

"May" landing in to a brisk and frigid wind at Iqaluit, Nunavut.  
Photo Credit: Twitter

There are plane spotters even in the far north! 
​Photo Credit: Twitter

A broken down Antonov AN-2 pushed to the side of the runway. Note: Fence in background keeps out the polar bears.
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​The weather is very unpredictable and changes incredibly quickly up here.  Temperatures are hovering around 1C.  I am using Windy and Foreflight as my primary weather and flight preparation tools. 

​Fortunately, I am very comfortable at the "Accommodations by the Sea" B&B. This is a great place to plan the North Atlantic crossing.  A weather window should open up by Friday.