A deep, strong cold pool from a well-organized bow echo forced layers of air upward, quickly, in the near-sunset “magic hour”. While the direct sunlight was blocked by miles and miles of clouds and precipitation, indirect (yet still atmospherically reddened) “backlight” from the east helped to paint the upper sides of the arcus layers in a peculiar hue of beige/tan that I’ve seen before in such convective configurations. It made for a splendidly spooky cloudscape—albeit one I couldn’t appreciate for long, since the storms were roaring toward my position at over 50 mph.
6 S Laverne OK (21 Jun 20) Looking NW
36.6175, -99.8913Wild Arcus Colors and Textures
A deep, strong cold pool from a well-organized bow echo forced layers of air upward, quickly, in the near-sunset “magic hour”. While the direct sunlight was blocked by miles and miles of clouds and precipitation, indirect (yet still atmospherically reddened) “backlight” from the east helped to paint the upper sides of the arcus layers in a peculiar hue of beige/tan that I’ve seen before in such convective configurations. It made for a splendidly spooky cloudscape—albeit one I couldn’t appreciate for long, since the storms were roaring toward my position at over 50 mph.
6 S Laverne OK (21 Jun 20) Looking NW
36.6175, -99.8913