An ocean of fog between us and the LZ ... dashed hopes, yet probably (I believe others believe that) most beautiful place to not fly on the planet? Don't know how to fit coherently in one story the thick fog, the wispy fog, the rain, the fog drip, the rave, the ravers, the law enforcement, driving at 3 mph, the thunder, the combat zone, the tank, and .... hmm, ask me later. Strange things happen when you don't fly.
