, My best friend and flight instructor had a very strong urge to go to Africa, which he did, and loved every minute of it, right up until the point he was killed in a crash he was the Pilot of, taking 4 passengers with him. A week before that he had a total engine failure after an oil leak and was fortuitously overhead a dirt strip and did a dead stick landing.
My other friend and student who also worked in Tanzania hit a Giraffe on takeoff from a remote strip and cartwheeled his 206 snapping off a wing and rupturing the fuel tank, and was very lucky to walk away unscathed.
A house mate in my Florida flying days was a Pilot for MAF and told me about clearing the localiser antenna by 20-30 feet in Nairobi as the aircraft was so overloaded and outside the CG envelope it was all but uncontrollable.
Landing with <10mins of fuel, overloading, flying outside of performance envelope (hot and high), flying through huge thunderstorms, flying SPIFR with no Autopilot because you are on a VFR flight plan but our boss forced you to go anyway as there is no real met Data (Even the "reputable companies")landing at night on unlit strips with only a few cars headlights to light the way and being completely and utterly on your own because there is no ATC assistance of any sort. These are all the challenges of a Bush Pilot.
You might read all the above and get total horny, and if you do fair enough. I had a family that would have missed me and I just felt the risks were just too great. Risk is all about perception though and you might feel that a photo album like this would be worth it, it's the guy who passed away in case you are wondering:
http://www.smugmug.com/gallery/533309_4 ... 3189_wwDz5
We who fly do so for the love of flying. We are alive in the air with this miracle that lies in our hands and beneath our feet.
— Cecil Day Lewis