I was happy to make the contact. Anyone else talked there?
I've worked it and worked FROM it. Was there in the '60s.
Take a look at Gibraltar with Google Earth. One of the very few cities in the world that has a commercial aircraft runway intersecting the main street! When a flight is coming in or flying out, you have to just sit tight for a few minutes before you can get from one part of town to the other!
BTW, Pat did you have any encounters with the Rock Apes (actually Barbary Macaques) while there? They are right little thieving @$#$(&%! if you have a backpack!
You're lucky. They can unsnap snaps and unzip zippers quite well. The group I had a run-in with seemed to have an affinity for a bag of Scotch mints and a single sock. They couldn't just steal a pair but had to leave me with an odd single sock as a reminder.
Once you'd cleared the Strait, you could send them for a bucket of steam, or ten fathoms of chow line...
Once on the Kitty Hawk (Rust In Peace), my Master Chief RM sent me for some UHF oil. Well, I knew the ETs in the shop just aft of Radio Central had a special mix oil for the UHF dummy loads, and the bottles were clearly marked as such. I borrowed an unopened bottle and was back at the Master Chief's desk less than 2 minutes later. He looked at the bottle, looked at me, shook his head ... and my hazing was over! When it came my turn to go mess-cooking, he tore up the orders, saying that no "A" school graduate would go as long as he was the Leading CPO.