Going, going, gone.

After a nice leisurely start to the week, I was called in to Paradise two hours early. Apparently there was some kind of staffing emergency and I was the only ship in the quadrant.

It was true. The place was heaving and I was full on for several hours before things quietened down.

Driving home, I followed the setting sun and was afraid she would sink below my horizon before I could blip her magnificent departure.

However, she put on a bit of a show as His Nibs and I emerged into the lane and could reach a suitable vantage point.

Timing may be everything, but sometimes it is just pure luck.