My actual route over India as recorded by Garmin Inreach.
Report: Ahmedabad, India
I woke up in my hotel room in Ahmedabad contemplating - the aircraft that I had built in my garage had transported me halfway around the world to exotic India. Incredible. Thank you Van's aircraft for helping me to fulfill my dream.
The day before departure from India, Dr. Pravin Dave visited my hotel room and provided me with a "fit to fly" document required by customs prior to departure. This was the first time in my life that a doctor paid me a visit at a location convenient to me for a health checkup.
Upon reaching the airport, my transit through customs and immigration took only 45 minutes before my handlers dropped me off at the plane for pre-flight inspection. I was quickly given a clearance and taxied to the run-up area past Airbus and Boeing giants. Again, "May" was the smallest aircraft on the entire airport.
Taking off under instruments from Ahmedabad international, I climbed up through the clouds and proceeded south to a way-point directly over Bombay. My passage over India would take approximately 9 hours flying through the monsoon weather. Indian air traffic control provided no weather avoidance services nor was ADSB (weather or traffic) available. I pressed on, following the assigned IFR route for the next 9 hours, and steered clear of the worst of the monsoon.
While crossing over the expansive Indian subcontinent, it was hard to grasp that the land below supported 1 billion people. Even more astonishing, was the observation, especially over the mountainous southern parts of the country, that there were still wilderness areas with no visible impact from humans.
As I crossed over the southern tip of India, I noted that I had plenty of fuel remaining. I increase my speed to 150 knots over the strait between India and Sri Lanka. It felt satisfying to fly fast again after sluggish performance earlier in the flight to preserve fuel and minimize stress on the heavily loaded aircraft.
Colombo ATC directed me to climb to 11,000 as twilight descended over this beautiful Island. The approach in to Mattela (VCRI) required flying past a 9,000 ft mountain, followed by an instrument descent to a DME ARC and ILS intercept in the darkness. To avoid spatial disorientation, I did not dare to look out the window until the final crossing fix, with the approach lighting guiding me to the long runway. Once again, like at Aqaba, Jordan (OJAQ), they opened a international airport for my sole aircraft. It started to rain lightly as I was directed to my parking space.
The airport staff was out in force, with 20 handlers and a ground transportation bus that could have held 75 passengers. There were even a few very beautiful women from Sri Lankan airways waiting to greet me as I entered the airport arrivals lobby at this late hour. Again, it was a bit overwhelming for them to open the entire airport just for my incoming flight. Inside the spacious arrival area, a giant Buddha instilled peace and I relaxed immediately. Furthermore, customs took 5 minutes to process my paperwork, a remarkable and welcome difference than that of India.
During the late night 30 minute taxi ride to the resort, I spotted a few wild elephants walking slowly along the side of the nearly empty road. The resort was situated on the windward side of the Island, with rough sea conditions, not suitable for swimming. There were only two guests staying at the beach resort - the benefits of low season travel. Several large monitor lizards lorded over the grounds and would not move even if approached within a few feet.
I rested one day at the nearly abandoned resort before tackling a shortcut across the Bay of Bengal to Sultan Abdul Aziz Shah Airport in Subang Jaya, Malaysia.
Main lobby of the Mattala International Airport. It has been called "the world's emptiest international airport" due to its low number of flights despite the large size of the airport.
An isolated and wind swept beach on the southern coast of Sri Lanka. I was advised not to attempt swimming due to the undercurrent.