Barely clearing a southwest Texas butte “one dark and windy day”, this narrow ribbon of stratus behind a thunderstorm complex was silhouetted and partially underlit by a low sun. A dark altostratus deck loomed above, “up a cloudy draw.” As I beheld this scene, that old Johnny Cash tune spontaneously came back to life in my mind, right in the moment and on the spot. Eerily similar to how had imagined it when listening to the song as a child, this could pass for the sky that spawned those ghost riders of Western myth.
8 SW Rankin TX (8 Jun 97) Looking W
31.1173, -102.0094