Thursday 8/5/04 (Thor's Day)
Despite my morning coming early, I caved to the prospect of storms in Tucson so hit the highway after dark. Halfway to Tucson, a large raindrop fell on my lip, like a storm kiss. It immediately reminded me of "cave kisses", the name that rangers give to drops of water that fall from the ceilings of spectacular caverns like Kartchner in Southeast Arizona. Getting a cave kiss means good luck! Does the same hold true for a storm kiss? Soon the inevitable "blap blap" quarter size drops hit the windshield followed by curtains of heavy rain. At the Flying J, I had one of those, what do they call it...Spanglish? conversations about the sunset with a driver headed to Mexico City. The sunset was a traffic-stopper, Arizona Highways cover shot, Ave Maria and all the angels coming out kind of thing. Unbelievable. When I got to the Central Deserts my NOAA picked up the severe warnings out for Santa Cruz & Cochise counties, even though clouds had been stratiform since Phoenix.
The minute I passed Picacho Peak heading south (Picacho Peak is a towering spire that juts out of the desert floor. It is also the site of the westernmost Civil War battle that took place in 1862), CGs started coming down in the desert like arrows. I pulled over in Marana but got back on the highway...too much industria in the foreground, no place for a clear shot. So I pressed on to areas near Ina Road (north Tucson) and got better views of the lightning there. CGs were blazing up north and west in the Catalinas and in Tucson metro. One of the most spectacular bolts occurred while I was driving. It looked like a huge ball of tinsel. Then there was a big teal green one over Mt. Lemmon, the 9,150ft sky island range that flanks Tucson. The action was great for awhile then moved NE very quickly and the area cleared again. It was over as fast as it started!
I didn't get to bed at all. After returning from Tucson, I had to leave by 4am anyway to be at the station downtown with a bunch of framed pictures and look halfway awake for the morning news. How they (anchors) do that every day is beyond me, yet they pull it together like sailing. Lifetime tab at Starbucks?? At 6:30am, the station's own chaser's pager went off, and he was out the door to get some vid on some cells in the East Valley. Lightning had been active since the crack of dawn. That old adage..."Red skies at night, sailor's delight" doesn't apply here. Red skies are just a hallmark of Monsoon.