It was. I have a copy of Oswald Boelcke's letters home, and he talks some about the fog and the rain. Since I'm taking this all day-by-day I'm hurting right now, as on days like today I don't get to fly at all either. What's even more funny is that I've been tied up for the last four years with a '100 Years Ago Today' project, and on this same day in 1918 there was no aerial combat at all.
17 October 1914
The rain has closed back in in the north, and today there is no flying again at all.
Some people are born stupid. I've had to work hard my whole life to get this way. I'm proud of the job I've done