Can we have some "from the cockpit" photos of your experiences please?600 mile long squall lines in the DRC. No way to go round them so have to look for a thin spot and push on through. Ends up with more rain inside than outside, coming in the split windscreen and the overhead escape hatch so you don a raincoat and lay a tarpaulin or another raincoat over your knees.
It didn't help that I'm 6'4" and had to just about fly the thing sidesaddle to get my feet on the rudder pedals. The only one I ever flew in a normal position had the bulkhead behind the left seat removed and the seat rails extended.
Flew rich foreign tourists up to Vic Falls a few times in a very well fitted one. I could never understand why they wanted to lurk down in the weeds for five hours at just above walking pace getting thrown about and honking up their caviare and champagne, instead of air conditioned business class seats for just over an hour, a nice lunch and a gentle stroll through the terminal feeling fresh and happy.
Someone once told me it was because it was romantic.