Narrator: Among the hazards faced by airships, Nature supplies the worst. Weather is nearly unpredictable. Storms can strike suddenly, with winds beyond the imagination of mortal kind. Lightning, gale-force winds, driving rain that reduces visibility to nil. Our airships, mighty engines to our minds, are as nothing when compared to the ravages of nature.

First Officer: Captain, I have the latest weather report. We're heading into a storm. The squall line is too wide to go 'round.

Captain: Can we go over it?

First Officer: No Sir, it tops out well beyond our maximum altitude.

Captain: No choice then. Helm, take us down to 3000 feet. We'll just have to bull our way through.

Helm: Aye aye, sir. Descending to 3000 feet.

Captain: Secure the ship for turbulence. We're going to take a pounding 'til we can break out of the other side. Have the cargo checked, and double the restraints. My compliments to the passengers, but they will be restricted to their cabins until further notice. Notify them to use their safety seating and strap in tightly.

First Officer: Yes, Sir.

Narrator: Time passes. Thunder booms outside. The airship is jolted by turbulence...

Captain: We can't take much more of this. We'll be torn apart. Helm, go to 4000 feet.

Helm: Yes, Sir. 4000 feet.

Captain: Engine room, Full Steam Ahead!

Narrator: The airship leaps through the sky as the full power of its mighty engines are unleashed. It smashes through the winds of the storm like a battering ram through a wall. The ride becomes somewhat smoother. Finally, the far side of the storm is reached and the airship re-enters calmer skies.

Captain: We've made it! Helm, reduce speed. Take us to our cruising altitude and get us back on course.