Float that plane
Who has seen the wind? Neither you nor I, but I did my best. Stayed up for most of the night, as the house shook and the trees made the kind of keening sound rarely heard by here.
We set a record, sometime after daybreak. Gusts that reached (but did not exceed) 80 kph. The main reason for that anemometer, out back and its infrastructure is for moments like this. To be able to say, with certitude: “Yes, it really blew!’ A day from now, none will care, but at the peak I was content that I’ve never had to witness the natural wrath of a hurricane. Too much movement in the house for my sedentary nature.
And then, after a couple of rounds of power loss, calm returned. By noon, hard to tell that anything untoward had gone on. The seas lost their agitation, and the sun returned. We’re all good, here. Until the next time.
Decided to watch some more cinema… Sully was interesting, although my resolve to avoid the near occasion of death that comes with air flight has been strengthened. Funny how Tom Hanks is able to be so serious about things. As Gump, or as that dude with a volleyball, or as a captain on a hijacked ship, or as the pilot who tested an “alternate” runway; all believable. I guess that’s why he earns the big bucks.
Seriously, though. How do you get an airplane to try that floating trick? Must have serious pull with the guy over at the rent-a-plane lot.
