I've left clouds that were spitting lightning 4 times. I swear none of them were doing so when I went in to them.
One was a "there's nothing showing on the stormscope" moment, which taught me about the failure modes of stormscopes. Two were a naive lack of awareness that it's really much better to go around them even if it's quite a long way.
I'll never forget that sky. Beautiful.
Only a glider pilot could say that. It's like a pyromaniac calling hell beautiful.
