matt doolittle
EF0
I have been away from this forum for quite awhile and feel the need to ask all of you a few questions.
I have chased storms for roughly 30 years and have seen alot of events. Within the last 5 years I have been witness to an F3 with 1 fatality and an EF5 with 8 fatalities.
The sight of people climbing through basement windows to get out of a leveled house, shoes in trees, barbed wire fences pulled up and stretched across highways so tight they get embedded into the pavement, so many images that no one could ever forget.
The smells.... the best way to describe it would be a dirty, muddy, lumberyard inside a cloud of propane.
As a spotter/chaser I do it to help my neighbors. This used to be an incredible adrenaline rush for me. It still is to a point, but it's different.
I have lived a life not sheltered by death, accidents, violence. I kind of feel desensitized to this stuff.
This seems different.
Is this a form of survivors guilt?
How do you get that rush/passion back?
How do you deal with the morons thinking a tornado going through a town is "cool"? I guarantee if they had witnessed either of these two events they would not think that at all.
What drives you to keep doing this?
This is just something that I have been thinking about and wondered if anyone else experiences this? Thanks in advance.
I have chased storms for roughly 30 years and have seen alot of events. Within the last 5 years I have been witness to an F3 with 1 fatality and an EF5 with 8 fatalities.
The sight of people climbing through basement windows to get out of a leveled house, shoes in trees, barbed wire fences pulled up and stretched across highways so tight they get embedded into the pavement, so many images that no one could ever forget.
The smells.... the best way to describe it would be a dirty, muddy, lumberyard inside a cloud of propane.
As a spotter/chaser I do it to help my neighbors. This used to be an incredible adrenaline rush for me. It still is to a point, but it's different.
I have lived a life not sheltered by death, accidents, violence. I kind of feel desensitized to this stuff.
This seems different.
Is this a form of survivors guilt?
How do you get that rush/passion back?
How do you deal with the morons thinking a tornado going through a town is "cool"? I guarantee if they had witnessed either of these two events they would not think that at all.
What drives you to keep doing this?
This is just something that I have been thinking about and wondered if anyone else experiences this? Thanks in advance.
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