Your a prisoner of the dark sky
The propeller blades are still
And the evil eye of the hurricane’s
Coming in now for the kill
…

Five miles out
Just hold your heading true
Got to get your finest out
Climbing Climbing
…

These lyrics from Mike Oldfield and the dulcet Scottish tones of Maggie Reilly have bee in my head for 32 years now.

I hear them every time I see a small plane in a tumultuous sky.

Photo: Robert Rath, ‘Day 815, 5 Miles Out’ 1/2500s f/2.8 ISO1000 200mm