Bad Weather...

I headed out to fly yesterday, with visions of soloing dancing in my head, despite the fact that we were having some lousy weather. The weather was good enough to fly, legally -- we had 10 miles of visibility when the limit is three, and a 3,000 foot ceiling when we are required to have only 1,000 feet.

J. sat down with me and looked at a bunch of Internet aviation weather sites, and pointed out how lousy the weather was, both at Chino and in the area, despite the fact that the numbers were legal at Chino. He was ready, but reluctant, to give it a shot, until we remembered that the left landing gear oleo strut was still compressed on our plane. There's no reason to launch into questionable weather with a possibly iffy plane!