Mom, you might not want to read this.
When I was young, I was scared of the dark. I’ve grown out of that, I’ve learnt that there is nothing to be afraid of. There are no monsters hiding in the night.
Usually.
You see, the proper name for a storm cloud is Cumulonimbus Cloud. In weather reports, this is abbreviated to CB. In aviation circles, we jokingly refer to CBs as Cessa Breakers, because if you fly into one, you will most likely die. No matter what kind of plane you fly.
So the other night, I was flying. Flying at night is fun, you can see all the towns clearly, and the air is usually smooth.
But there are monsters hiding in the dark.
On this particular flight, the weather forecasts looked good. The skies were going to be clear, and the winds calm.
As I was cruising, I saw some clouds ahead. I didn’t mind too much, they looked higher than I was.
Then I saw lighting. The frequency of the lighting grew and grew, and soon I was surrounded. I called Edmonton Center, and was informed that there were many CBs forming, and they were moving fast. I was stuck. No matter where I went, there was a CB.
I couldn’t see the CBs, there was no moon, so I had to rely on Center letting me know where the storms were so that I could get around them. I honestly don’t think I’ve ever been that scared in my life.
There really were monsters hiding in the dark.
P.S. In case you were wondering, I did make it home. Center did their job, and I got around the storms.
