Don't play well together. I flew up to Kurungu today to pick up a lady who was going to the UK. Coming into Kurungu...hmm, something on the runway. Turn final. Hmmm, still there. Get ready to go around. Oh. Donkeys. Add power, buzz the strip about 20 ft up. A couple donkeys run. Most of them are still there, I see as I turn back on downwind. One of the workers at the mission compound comes out and runs most of the donkeys off. Two are still there, standing in the middle of the runway watching the airplane. Downwind. Base (still there). Final (still there). Short final (still there.) Add power, buzz the donkeys at about 10 ft. Go around. They ran this time.
Third pattern's the charm. Donkeys are gone, landing strip is clear. The half-dozen camels at the halfway point weren't interested in coming out of the shade to get in the way. They chewed their leaves and watched me roll past.
No donkeys in sight on takeoff.
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