Stormy, turbulent, dark skies—crackling with lightning and moving fast—not only do not bother me, they enchant and enthrall me. Since earliest childhood, before I could remember, I have been attracted in something close to moth-flame fashion to wicked skies that frighten many others. When the daytime turned dark in the city and the ominous explosions of lightning and thunder began booming above and between the trees and buildings, I could not have been happier, except for a lack of better views of the storm. It’s simply part of my deep-seated passion for severe weather, and never wanes. This situation in western South Dakota was less dangerous than it looked; the lightning was a few miles away and its generation area receding northeast, while the wild cloud formation simply arose by lift from cool outflow air. A few minutes and hundreds of feet later, this process would offer a spectacularly colored and textured sunset scene.
4 WSW Red Elm SD (10 Jun 18) Looking N
45.0388, -101.8746Under Wicked Sky
Stormy, turbulent, dark skies—crackling with lightning and moving fast—not only do not bother me, they enchant and enthrall me. Since earliest childhood, before I could remember, I have been attracted in something close to moth-flame fashion to wicked skies that frighten many others. When the daytime turned dark in the city and the ominous explosions of lightning and thunder began booming above and between the trees and buildings, I could not have been happier, except for a lack of better views of the storm. It’s simply part of my deep-seated passion for severe weather, and never wanes. This situation in western South Dakota was less dangerous than it looked; the lightning was a few miles away and its generation area receding northeast, while the wild cloud formation simply arose by lift from cool outflow air. A few minutes and hundreds of feet later, this process would offer a spectacularly colored and textured sunset scene.
4 WSW Red Elm SD (10 Jun 18) Looking N
45.0388, -101.8746