Here we are about an hour into the rain. At this point we were still hopeful that the clouds might lift and the Flyer would make its flight. But, after a couple of more hours of this we could take it no longer and returned home.
Well, who reads this stuff? Probably a handful if any but it sure is fun to write these random, or maybe not so random, thoughts and ideas. Maybe a thousand years from now if anyone is still alive they will dredge up these electrons and see what life was like back in the early 2,000s and late 1900's.