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July 31, 1918
Good flying weather with the exception of an early morning ground fog which has its partner in every country I've been in. A river mist, a low cloud as it were, extending but a few hundred feet. Once in the air the bank is dark brown in color till the plane makes its headway into the lighter strata above the blackish layer. Into the sun the mist is as powerful as ever, rose pink tints stretching along its bulk where it meets the horizon. In the West in the early morn the visibility is clearer, above 100000 feet, and the country doesn't stand out in relief so like a clay model in the Natural History Museum, as it does in the East. The air is cold near the earth until along about midday. No wonder the