First let me thank everyone on this thread. Such unbelievable perspective from so many different angles & truly educational.
I like many of you have been drawn to the sky since as early as I can remember. My family had a condo in Florida for years; they'd be enjoying dinner at Cheesecake Factory, I'd be in the parking lot outside watching the sky light up in 5 minute increments not to totally piss off my parents. To this day, nothing gets me going more than a light show & there's no better place to enjoy light shows than on a humid evening over the atlantic ... or so I thought.
It seems like most people on here are seasoned vets, intimate in this small community and have stirred up quite a conversation that in my opinion should be published. But now let me give you my humble version of the story as a complete novice & someone that decided a few weeks ago to rent a car and drive 2500 miles through CO, KS, OK & TX to experience my first supercell, let alone tornado.
I'm guilty as charged. I'm one of those digital chasers; downloaded Radarscope the moment I got off the plane; made sure the rental vehicle was an AWD and fully covered & thanks to a newfound friend got just enough of the science & basics to make myself dangerous (I guess that pun's intended). Before I new it I was updating HRRR reading HWOs and picking targets. Traveling with my girlfriend and a buddy I guess you could say I was "responsible" since I had the most amount knowledge & orchestrated the trip. I tell you, I definitely didn't get it until May 26th when we drove directly from the Denver airport toward Lamar and arrived to an absolute circus of a caravan. All of a sudden it become real. A mixture of OMG I feel like I'm apart of something big, maybe even a movement ... to ... shit this traffic sucks.
Now I wasn't in Lawerence on the 28th, we decided to stay on a cell around Wichita that day, but our story begins the following day & our last chase day in Texas. It was around 3:30PM and we were pissed that this Dallas BBQ joint Pecan closed at 3PM. What kind of restaurant closes at 3PM anyway? After updating radarscope I saw two Tornado warned storms by Rockwell & spotted a third cell building to the SW of Canton. It was about only an hour away so we decided might as well. Sure enough on route that cell goes Tornado warned. Now maybe everyone that reads this can relate back to the emotions on their first tornado experience, but I will preface by saying YES we were naive, YES we were reckless & YES we were lucky.
I don't know how else to describe it other than outer body & pure adrenaline. We sped down wet roads, overtook vehicles, ran red lights, I think we even overtook a police officer. There was this sense of entitlement, that nothing else mattered because something greater was happening. I had this guttural fear the whole time deep inside, like this is wrong, we're too close. I think I even voiced it to my buddy but he didn't listen, he just kept driving toward the circulation. We ended up behind two police cruisers that were stopped on the road. The rain started whipping sideways and the clouds above were rotating fast. Suddenly a debris swirl tossed up dirt about 50 feet in the field to our left. All the bickering & screaming became dead silent. For about 20 seconds there was this utter helplessness. I mean we had two police cruisers within 15 feet from us and it had absolutely zero impact, we were there and it was happening. It happened so fast, it tapped the field and sucked back up heading NE. What we learned later that day was that we experienced a brief after birth of what was previously the EF2 Canton tornado. Here's the drone footage of it.
I had every intention to be safe and responsible, but when the tornado sirens started blaring & the clouds started rotating above a switch flipped and we ended up doing the exact opposite. Talk about human nature & safety. I'm sure someone can speak to this.
I like many of you have been drawn to the sky since as early as I can remember. My family had a condo in Florida for years; they'd be enjoying dinner at Cheesecake Factory, I'd be in the parking lot outside watching the sky light up in 5 minute increments not to totally piss off my parents. To this day, nothing gets me going more than a light show & there's no better place to enjoy light shows than on a humid evening over the atlantic ... or so I thought.
It seems like most people on here are seasoned vets, intimate in this small community and have stirred up quite a conversation that in my opinion should be published. But now let me give you my humble version of the story as a complete novice & someone that decided a few weeks ago to rent a car and drive 2500 miles through CO, KS, OK & TX to experience my first supercell, let alone tornado.
I'm guilty as charged. I'm one of those digital chasers; downloaded Radarscope the moment I got off the plane; made sure the rental vehicle was an AWD and fully covered & thanks to a newfound friend got just enough of the science & basics to make myself dangerous (I guess that pun's intended). Before I new it I was updating HRRR reading HWOs and picking targets. Traveling with my girlfriend and a buddy I guess you could say I was "responsible" since I had the most amount knowledge & orchestrated the trip. I tell you, I definitely didn't get it until May 26th when we drove directly from the Denver airport toward Lamar and arrived to an absolute circus of a caravan. All of a sudden it become real. A mixture of OMG I feel like I'm apart of something big, maybe even a movement ... to ... shit this traffic sucks.
Now I wasn't in Lawerence on the 28th, we decided to stay on a cell around Wichita that day, but our story begins the following day & our last chase day in Texas. It was around 3:30PM and we were pissed that this Dallas BBQ joint Pecan closed at 3PM. What kind of restaurant closes at 3PM anyway? After updating radarscope I saw two Tornado warned storms by Rockwell & spotted a third cell building to the SW of Canton. It was about only an hour away so we decided might as well. Sure enough on route that cell goes Tornado warned. Now maybe everyone that reads this can relate back to the emotions on their first tornado experience, but I will preface by saying YES we were naive, YES we were reckless & YES we were lucky.
I don't know how else to describe it other than outer body & pure adrenaline. We sped down wet roads, overtook vehicles, ran red lights, I think we even overtook a police officer. There was this sense of entitlement, that nothing else mattered because something greater was happening. I had this guttural fear the whole time deep inside, like this is wrong, we're too close. I think I even voiced it to my buddy but he didn't listen, he just kept driving toward the circulation. We ended up behind two police cruisers that were stopped on the road. The rain started whipping sideways and the clouds above were rotating fast. Suddenly a debris swirl tossed up dirt about 50 feet in the field to our left. All the bickering & screaming became dead silent. For about 20 seconds there was this utter helplessness. I mean we had two police cruisers within 15 feet from us and it had absolutely zero impact, we were there and it was happening. It happened so fast, it tapped the field and sucked back up heading NE. What we learned later that day was that we experienced a brief after birth of what was previously the EF2 Canton tornado. Here's the drone footage of it.
I had every intention to be safe and responsible, but when the tornado sirens started blaring & the clouds started rotating above a switch flipped and we ended up doing the exact opposite. Talk about human nature & safety. I'm sure someone can speak to this.