Been a long time...
Man, it's been months...
A dawn patrol to the east of Loos turned up a small flight of Albatros scouts that were reluctant to engage with our superior numbers. As I bumbled around with one of them, I lost him in the ground clutter (a too common occurrence) but was able to pick up another scout from a different squadron who was all too ready to play. On my way back. I encountered another Albatros and turned to face him rather than present my back. Unusually, both were confirmed for #30 and #31...


The older I get, the more I realize I don't need to be Han, Luke or Leia. I'm just happy to be rebel scum...