Weather sucks. And why have we not had an inch of rain in Central California in 6 months or more - and South Texas is about to float away?
The ceilings between Junction and West Houston today were ranging between 1200 and 1500 feet. The reported visibility was showing 6 to 10 miles. The forecast called for occasional thunderstorms. The Leidos Flight Service briefing was suggesting a possible four hour window in the early afternoon.
What I'm still trying to understand is why I even considered flying today? I mean I really thought about going. It was a stupid idea and I promised myself, and Linda, that I would not fly beyond my personal minimums. One of these included not flying if there was an overcast or broken ceiling below 3000 feet. Today's weather was well below that.
I need to remember this so I don't even consider exceeding my personal minimums again.
The weather tomorrow is going to be worse so I get an extended vacation in not-so-beautiful Junction, Texas. Sunday the skies I are supposed to clear. In the meantime I'll be boring myself to death in the local Best Western.
Good news, Dallas said I could keep the cop vehicle until Sunday. Too bad there is no where to go, and nothing to see.
On Sunday I will finally get to see my nephew Denny and his family. I haven't seen them in many years. In fact, I haven't made any effort to stay in touch. Hopefully it's not too late to let them know that I care about them. And to try and be a better uncle. This has bothered me for many years, yet for some reason I chose to do nothing about it. I'm an idiot.
As I have been writing this the mother-of-all thunderstorms has started raging outside. It's the loudest thunder I've ever heard. I took a quick run out to check the tie-down on the plane and snapped this picture.
I probably won't post an update until next Monday or Tuesday.
