by cowpatz » Thu Jun 18, 2020 11:41 am
When I was growing up in Mangere Bridge, Auckland, we lived across the road from Boyce Barrow who owned Marine helicopters, which back then was one of the bigger heli operators. On a regular basis he would fly a Lama to and from his home on the upper slopes of Mangere mountain.
He would later be joined by his son, Nick Barrow, whom would also fly helis to and from home. Tragically Nick was killed in a heli accident due to a wire strike whilst flying thru a valley. I can recall having many a dinner at home when they would fly in and land in their large back yard. I could spend hours watching them come and go and would climb up onto our roof, or head part way up the mountain, to get a better view. The Lama was most impressive and was probably the original source of my addiction to the wonderful smell of burnt jet fuel. Boyce's nephew, Greg Barrow, also flew heli's, and i think initially it was also with Marine. Greg became involved with managing Airwork NZ and also with the NZ police heli division. I used to go to school with Greg who lived 5 min walk away around the corner and across the road from the then young Sir John Kirwin.
In latter years I almost needed the services of a Lama to rescue my car from the tide at Cornwallis beach, on the Manukau harbour......but that's another story and preferably told over a few beverages.