Tony wrote:
One doesnt even need to fly for one year to know better than mess with
the Big Weather. At least thats what I thought.

And the more years one flies for a living, the more ways one finds to
chisel away at that psychological wall between you and Big Weather --
until you are left with something closer to the essentials of its
indomitable nature. And still they are more than we can fully grasp.

Every day's a new day: isn't that what we love about flying?


Jack