SkyPix

A digital photographic storybook of clouds, weather and water by Roger Edwards.

Floral and Electric Fields

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Sometimes the strategy of where to end a chase day can get tricky.  Reserve lodging too soon, and one may end up far from where the storms finish presenting their majesty to the observer.  Too late, and lodging may be unavailable, uncertain, costly, or unsanitary.  After finishing with a short-lived but ravishing supercell well to the northwest, near Sheridan, and knowing the next day's target … [Read more...]

Hermine’s Edge

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Approaching tropical cyclones often offer some of the most spectacular sunsets, as their richly textured upper-level cloud shields spread over the countryside and bask in the glow of the last evening rays.  Hermine was no exception, a system weakening from tropical storm to depression over central Texas at the time of the shot.  The moisture that made these brilliantly reflective clouds originated … [Read more...]

Shell Falls and Shell Creek

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Awakening fairly early on a moist Ranchester morning with supercell potential on the nearby High Plains, as well as being close to parts of the Bighorn Mountains I hadn't seen before, I had choices.  I could sit around some cafe, library, or my motel room, or hang out at a loud, busy truck stop for a few hours, killing time surfing the web, arguing about politics, and waiting for signs of … [Read more...]

Weak Supercell: Still Beautiful

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Tucked snugly under the anvil canopy of a big windbag blasting across the Bighorn Basin toward those distant mountains, surrounded by a growing legion of towers and showers, and forming in a regime of weak instability to begin with, this little supercell was doomed to a short lifespan in any event.  Yet here it was, the little storm that could, for the short time that it would.  The vantage was … [Read more...]

Sandhill Crane Sunset

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Sunset on Nebraska's Platte River can be a wondrous experience any day, but seldom more so than during those few late-winter and early-spring weeks when the sandhill cranes fly in from thousands of square miles of surrounding fields to roost in the riverbed.  Over an hour, from shortly before a "sun in cirrus" illusion to near total darkness, the primordial calls of tens of thousands of these … [Read more...]