Finally the skies cleared, the sun came out and it warmed up a bit. All right, Coco, let's fly.
With all the teams again in position on San Bruno Mt., Black Mt., and one team "on the bird" we're ready to track. We're back to nice weather..... good flying weather....... nice tracking weather. But by the end of the day, Coco remained on the western side of San Andreas Lake. Yes, he's occasionally up and flying around, but he never goes far. Has Coco found his place in the world?
The teams are getting antsy.