And you thought I was going to talk about "number one!" LOL
Nope, I'm talking about Mother Nature and her nasty convective attributes last night. She gave Captain D a run for his money during the wee hours of the night. She tried to seduce me into her lightning infested build ups...but "Metman Morris" had no part of it!!!
She even tried to throw me a curve ball enticing me with open arms by supplying a falsified hole to see if I would take the bait. She flirted, but I flirted in hesitation. She began to wrap herself around me. Shit! I gotta get out of here and that we did.
How's that for the opening lines to post number 400!!!! No more..."I pulled back, we began to fly" posts! LOL Okay, okay, I had way too much coffee during breakfast. :)
Last night we dodged her nicely while inbound from Winnipeg, Manitoba to home base. She sprawled Cbs (thunderstorms) peaking at 45,000 feet across Southern Ontario. But I did notice she was rearming with more weather ammunition upwind of Toronto. I said to my F/O while being vectored onto runway 05, "there is going to be a 'red alert' when we launch for Montreal." And sure enough!
It came down in buckets as we sat and watched the strobe lights flash confirming thunderstorms were within 3 miles of the airport...we were under a "RED ALERT." Captain D explained the term to our awaiting passengers. After all, it sounds like the Russians are finally invading or Martians have landed. :)))
Finally, she moves off to the Northeast but she looked back "skirt flirting me" knowing full well Captain D will be setting course toward her.
We launch off 23, yes the winds reversed as Miss Moody moved off. Instead of taking a turn to the usual south, our dispatch suggested we try to outrun her to the north.
Boy, did she put on a light show! We were in dense cloud so I turned off our strobes to get a fix on her seductive light show. The moon rose in the East giving enough light to see her bulging augmenting tops.
We were flight planned at FL 270 to Montreal and I knew we would be requesting higher. Just a bit of cloud to climb above and we were free of her wickedness. But no, she built underneath me heaving her fullness to my A321 rocking me in moderate turbulence. Request FL 330 I curtly averred to my F/O. The conversation was to the point...no idle chit chat tonight at 1:00 a.m. We had a "bitch" to contend with!
But she wasn't giving up. Her tops built. Request 350! She now threw lightning underneath while she enticed. Finally, at flight level 370 she relented! We kept the seat belt sign on for the remainder of the flight in case she cussed at us as a bad loser would.
But the weather charts below depict she is still lurking. I will have to contend with her again today enroute to Mexico City. I'm not going near that moody woman! And flight dispatch better make it so. :)))
|Note the large comma shaped cloud indicative of an intense system. The curvature of the "comma" is located over the Great Lakes where a surface low pressure system sits. An elongated trough and front lies southwestward all the way to Mexico.|
|Latest surface analysis with some radar returns. Note the stuff in the Gulf of Mexico. Guess where Captain D is heading?
Getjets can you move some of that stuff out of the way over your neck of the woods? lol