I Love a Rainy Night

Sometime in the night, I woke to the sound of rain pummeling down on the tent. Then there was one crack of thunder and flash of lightning. I turtled down deeper into the sleeping bag and went back to sleep. The rain continued all night and we woke to clouds across the west ridges so no flying this morning. I don’t know the forecast for later but no one will be arriving for the National Bushwheel Week event until things improve.