"As long as I might still have some spice to my food and one day of sunshine a month? I can manage." The South has it's charms- most of them it's people. The food leaves one wanting and the weather is miserable, but the people? Marvelous.

"You try landing light from a twenty five foot drop." He'd landed silently! But. Sunk upon impact. These things they do happen. He pauses to peer at the map, squinting about the hills for a moment before moving onward. "Avoiding a different bear. Why do they come in packs?"