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I don't mess with tornadoes... they have a nasty habit of always winning!
Well not on purpose just happend one year we where coming back from a day trip and followed them all the way back .
Not a real tornado but a couple of pretenders: Out along the Kansas/Colorado line on a hot windy day we chased a large dust devil for a couple of miles, only destruction was a couple of tumble weeds, but it kicked-up a lot of dust. The other occasion was when my cousin drove off in her fathers Olds Tornado (Oops I mean Toronado); chased it because we left some groceries that we needed the evening dinner; I not sure if either of these are allowed in your story. My mind is woring very slowly this morning!
Have you ever had to keep tabs on a three-year-old? It's like chasing a dervish in a diaper.
Every chance we get.
No, but one chased me home. I got home just before it hit my house. .
No. But I remember standing beside my grandfather in southern Kansas and watching the tornadoes dance around the area. I don't recall that we ever took shelter in the fruit cellar during tornadoes. He was either fearless, lucky or had a sixth sense about danger and death. Influenced, apparently, by his que sera sera attitude, as an adult I stood in front of a window wall on the 42nd floor of a Denver skyscraper and watched a tornado tear north, straight toward us up Colfax. Then security found us and made us go to the shelter.
In my aged wisdom, I don't think I'd do either now.
almost had a great intercept last year.....but alas, LLJ weakened substantially...
last saturday would have been fun, but I figured the sparks would really fly after the dry line moved (which was right at midnight)... despite all those hodographs fluffing me up, nothing happened. weak.
When I lived in Lawrence i was a member of Douglas County Skywarn. I can remember going out and protecting the people who live in Douglas County. This was not chasing it was protecting
20-30 years ago a friend and I would chase supercells. There was nobody else out there. We used CB radios to chat with Ham radio operators, skywarn folks and local farmers who would help steer us. No cell phones or nuthin. We would stop at phone booths to get storm updates from county officials. My CB 'handle' was, get this now, Stormchaser! This biggest one we saw was the Hesston monster.
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