In the 2009 running of the London-Melbourne race we hosted, I had a stressful flight from Baghdad to Jask. I had taken off from ORBS in a hurry in the late afternoon, forgetting to set the sim clock to early morning. Well, it got dark...very dark and a sandstorm whipped up with near zero viz. I made it to Jask only after some helpful locals manning the aerodrome had an oil drum burning to guide me in.
So earlier I'm humping along in near clear weather and then POW! Just after passing the LAR NDB, the sandstorm closes in right on cue. At least I had one more beacon before really sweating it out.
There was some light this time so I dropped to about 900' when I was approx 15 miles out so I could see the ground and followed the coastline around until I spotted the tents, shack...