In south-central Nebraska lies a nostalgically cherished old two-lane, rolling up and down green hills and along river valleys. There, on just the right day every few years, one can observe a striated, fluid sculpture of vapors 60,000 feet deep swirl across the sky and over the road. I’ve witnessed the spectacle along this highway a few times, each event being deeply gratifying and worth every minute and mile of effort.
9 NNW Gibbon NE (7 Jun 24) Looking N
40.8592, -98.912