Back in my RAAF days I have flown around most of Australia, New Zealand, New Guinea, New Britain, New Ireland and Sumatra by Iroquois helicopter.
Different places had different degrees of remoteness for different reasons. Many of them are memorable and I probably should document them all at some time.
One of the more memorable is a homestead we landed at enroute Normanton to Mt Isa with 4 Iroquois. For the trip we carried enough fuel but we needed to land at some point and transfer some fuel from bladders to the fuel tanks. We came across a homestead with an airstrip and landed only to find no one to be found anywhere. The homestead was open and so we simply refuelled, left them a note on the kitchen table and departed for Mt Isa.
Another that probably needs to be mentioned is whilst we were doing survey work in New Britain. I had only been married for a couple of weeks and then got sent to a detachment at Rabaul for 13 weeks. I went early as someone had managed to plant one of our helicopters in a hill and they were sent home to recover and face the court of enquiry.
Our main base was in a tent city on the airfield in Rabaul with the daily wakeup call being the Fokker Friendship departure at 0600.
From time to time we went to a forward base for a few days. On this occasion we were staying at Talasea (about half way along the island) and were asked to fly to Gasmata on the southern coast to look for some Japanese Zeros. As this was to be a bit of a 'jolly' flight we took most of our support people with us. (3 Iroquois with about 9 people on each)
The trip was uneventful and we landed in Gasmata to find an airfield full of Japanese Zeros in varying states of repair. (One is now in the Australian War Memorial in Canberra but that's another story) At this point the weather closed in and we were unable to leave. We now had approx 27 people for an overnight stay with a few Army rations and no accommodation. Suffice to say it was not a comfortable night.
The next day the weather was still very overcast so after making plans which mainly involved getting actual weather reports we left Gasmata in a 3 aircraft IFR formation departure. Fortunately we didn't have to go too far before we broke out of the weather and flew visually back to Talasea.
An interesting situation that could have turned nasty. If we had needed to conform to modern civil aviation rules then we might still be there today :!:
The point of the story is Gasmata is about as remote as I can imagine and the happy ending is that we discovered a whole airfield of Japanese Zeros that had just been sitting undisturbed since WWII.
See:
WWII Battle of Solomons Map.