Your friend: “I’m ready for the next bar.”
You: “Cool. Where did they park the helicopter?”
This snippet of ostensibly loony-tunes conversation is made possible by Pterodactyl Helicopters, an Australian company taking you and a few mates—Australian for “friends”—on a tour of Queensland’s loveliest country pubs via chopper. It’s available to book now.
First, you’ll need to get yourself to Australia. Hang out. Practice drinking large beers. Make small talk about wallabies or whatever.
Then, on the morning of the pub-crawl, eat a hearty breakfast and get to one of three designated Queensland helipads. By around 10am, you and your beer-loving friends will be soaring about 5,000 feet over Scenic Rim, which is called Scenic Rim for a reason.
Eventually, you’ll touch down in a rural part of Queensland and make your way to some classic country watering hole. It might be a local brewery. Or the beer garden of a 100-year-old hotel. Regardless, you’ll acquire a pint. Just to prove Americans know something about the metric system.
Throughout the afternoon, you’ll repeat this process—helicopter ride, pint, helicopter ride—until you’ve enjoyed one pint at five different pubs.
And said “Get to the choppa!” enough.
You: “Cool. Where did they park the helicopter?”
This snippet of ostensibly loony-tunes conversation is made possible by Pterodactyl Helicopters, an Australian company taking you and a few mates—Australian for “friends”—on a tour of Queensland’s loveliest country pubs via chopper. It’s available to book now.
First, you’ll need to get yourself to Australia. Hang out. Practice drinking large beers. Make small talk about wallabies or whatever.
Then, on the morning of the pub-crawl, eat a hearty breakfast and get to one of three designated Queensland helipads. By around 10am, you and your beer-loving friends will be soaring about 5,000 feet over Scenic Rim, which is called Scenic Rim for a reason.
Eventually, you’ll touch down in a rural part of Queensland and make your way to some classic country watering hole. It might be a local brewery. Or the beer garden of a 100-year-old hotel. Regardless, you’ll acquire a pint. Just to prove Americans know something about the metric system.
Throughout the afternoon, you’ll repeat this process—helicopter ride, pint, helicopter ride—until you’ve enjoyed one pint at five different pubs.
And said “Get to the choppa!” enough.
