My most recent night flight involved a relatively short hop across the Florida peninsula. It was one of those humid, heavy summer nights when remnants of the day's thunderstorms were still about, forcing FLIB and airliner alike to seek alternate routes and taxing controllers who just wanted a calm evening.rnStill, I had a few things going for me: Training, currency, experience and the occasional cluster of ground lights denoting a small town. I filed IFR at 8000 feet for this short hop, because I didn't want to try doing it at a level low enough to stay VFR-le-gal (there are way too many cellphone towers out there these days), and climbing high enough to get above the buildups wasn't practical.
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