Sunday, 30 July 2017
The first leg of the flight back to Hades this year was to include a four-hour layover in Calgary, where all the traffic congregates in one wing while the other two are oddly deserted.
First, however, I had to get across British Columbia, so we flew north-east - and directly at Mount Baker.
We veered to the left of it.
I had never seen it so close -- which is a wee bit alarming, because as lovely as it is, it's a volcano.
And not far beyond lay other terrors.
Below us, smoke bubbled up like a cauldron of burning witch's brew, from some conflagration in a hidden valley.
And not long before we reached Calgary, we saw this rising somewhere out of the Canadian Rockies.
A pall of smoke spread hundreds of miles over Alberta. I saw it from the plane to Hades.