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Wednesday, 20 December 2006 |
April 29, 2000: Scott's
first Texas chase.
| This was a loooong
chase day, beginning with all of us meeting for breakfast at
T.C.'s Restaurant in Shallowater, Tx. We (meaning David and
I, hehe) were really giving it to poor Scott, as you will see
below. Included in our group for the day were Barb & Joe
Grunow in their chase van, and we met up with Kevin in Brownfield
on our way to our target area for the day. |
| As always with a
group of people, there was chitchat and joking going on. This
was Scott's first chance to meet the others. There's Barb, then
Joe...then both. Scott and David wait for our orders while listening
to Barb tell a story. |
| David dared me to
tape Scott eating (man, can he put food away! LOL), and Scott
caught on rather quickly. We left T.C.'s, and I got another pic of Barb &
Joe...I think they were already getting tired of me and that
camcorder, hehe. Scott rode shotgun, and assumed navigational
duties. David drove, of course, while I rode in back.
That's Barb & Joe following us to Brownfield in their chase
van. We were on our way to meet Kevin. |
| Hey, there's Kevin,
taking Chase 2 position in our little caravan. We stopped for
drinks, snacks, and restroom breaks, then saw the first towers
of the day going up. Woohoo! |
| Ah, time for a data
stop! David and Kevin set up the DirecTV satellite dish to get
some radar, while the rest of us, including Scott, watch more
towers going up. |
| David's looking
rather put out, but we finally start seeing a bit of hope. It
took a lot of sweet talk, but this storm blossomed out for us. |
| I was doing okay
with the camera here...nice back sheared anvil, some shots of
mammatus forming.... |
| And then I went
and messed up! It was getting dark, so, newbie chaser/videographer
that I was, I switched the camera to 'night shot'. Don't do
that, okay? Hehe. |
| Even with that,
we still captured some great structure. The first two show a
beavertail (inflow band), as do the 2nd two pics, a few minutes
later. |
| Lightning started
flaring...and then we were discovered by the hail core. Scott
was getting a kick watching it from under our shelter of the
moment. |
| We followed along
a bit further, and came across a damage path, which narrowly
missed a farmhouse by about 100 yards. After that, we took an
Allsup's break, talking with another chaser we'd met, before
heading home. |
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