Cloudy today, and they didn't burn off, as promised.
I remember when I got here 13 years ago now, that I was surprised local pilots were flying under those big black clouds.
But soon I found out, these bbc's were not so mean. They were more clouds coming in from the sea, easterlies coming in. Moist.
Under these black clouds it was smooth gliding from one end of the mountain to the other end.
All day, all night.
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