WhenAir Strikes Again

It's been eight days since the last plane landed. Today was the first beautiful sunny day we've had in weeks. A flying no-brainer. For anyone but our beloved PenAir, of course. It would have been no problem, but the flight left Anchorage about an hour later than it was supposed to. That hour was the difference between clear skies and complete fog. Yes, the plane failed to land on the prettiest day we've had in August. Now we have a plethera of stranded travellers (15 to be exact) with weather that doesn't look terribly promising. PenAir says their sending two planes tomorrow to pick up all the standby passengers. I'm not holding my breath.