2018--day 6
Sunday, 27 May 2018
Played another exciting game of Beat the Alarm Clock, and won by a nose. The morning briefing is telling us that we probably won't have to go far to see action today, although there was some discussion about the relative environments of southeast Wyoming (potentially better for tornadoes) vs. northeast Colorado (more visually impressive supercells). After a sounding launch in the hotel parking lot, we headed north toward Wyoming. Convection was already starting, and it would prove to be a good move.
We stayed within the general Cheyenne area, and was able to watch one regenerating supercell for quite some time. Ran into other chasers along the way, so we all must have been thinking the same thing. I have to say that this is one of the first times I've needed to wear a jacket while storm chasing. It makes sense, however, as we were around 8,000 feet elevation.
Our travels took us to Buford (worth the read). Ironically, some previous visitor apparently didn't much care for Wilco (much like New Balance shoes, they appeal to dads). The CD's title is ironic, given the nature of the day.
It turned out to be an interesting day, as you can see. This first one was almost entirely due to shear luck, as it was only on the ground for a minute.
Wyoming wasn't done with us, as you can see--here is #2...
...a brief interlude...
...and finally #3.
The supercell eventually became HP (high-precipitation) in nature, making it difficult to see any (more) tornadoes. We managed to maintain a good distance from it, so we were in no danger.
We eventually abandoned it, but along the way to our home for the night we drove through its outflow, which raised quite a bit of dust. Even more interesting is the perspective of the fine line of clouds from underneath.
On the way to Fort Morgan, Colorado, our route took us through southwestern Nebraska, where we were treated to (once again, yawn) quite the lightning show. Overall, it was a relatively short day (290 miles), but we saw three tornadoes (bringing my lifetime total to 12)--all the students on the trip were tornado virgins until today. Here's to a good day.
Played another exciting game of Beat the Alarm Clock, and won by a nose. The morning briefing is telling us that we probably won't have to go far to see action today, although there was some discussion about the relative environments of southeast Wyoming (potentially better for tornadoes) vs. northeast Colorado (more visually impressive supercells). After a sounding launch in the hotel parking lot, we headed north toward Wyoming. Convection was already starting, and it would prove to be a good move.
We stayed within the general Cheyenne area, and was able to watch one regenerating supercell for quite some time. Ran into other chasers along the way, so we all must have been thinking the same thing. I have to say that this is one of the first times I've needed to wear a jacket while storm chasing. It makes sense, however, as we were around 8,000 feet elevation.
Our travels took us to Buford (worth the read). Ironically, some previous visitor apparently didn't much care for Wilco (much like New Balance shoes, they appeal to dads). The CD's title is ironic, given the nature of the day.
It turned out to be an interesting day, as you can see. This first one was almost entirely due to shear luck, as it was only on the ground for a minute.
Wyoming wasn't done with us, as you can see--here is #2...
...a brief interlude...
...and finally #3.
The supercell eventually became HP (high-precipitation) in nature, making it difficult to see any (more) tornadoes. We managed to maintain a good distance from it, so we were in no danger.
We eventually abandoned it, but along the way to our home for the night we drove through its outflow, which raised quite a bit of dust. Even more interesting is the perspective of the fine line of clouds from underneath.
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