To Suppress Hail, We Make More

摘要

Our piper cheyenne ii shudders as we enter the 40,000-foot thunderhead. Lightning, intermittent at first and then steady and spectacular, illuminates the tem- pest like Grucci fireworks. Walnut-size hail follows, shattering our left navigation and right landing lights, denting our external water gauge, and dim- pling our right wing. It's as if Mother Nature is scoffing at our attempt to suppress her fury. But in the end, that's exactly what we do.