Mission
Crew |
DOW 2 |
Curtis Alexander
Kevin McGrath
Kevin Scharfenberg |
Radar Operator
Driver
Navigator |
DOW 3 |
Dr.
Josh Wurman
Herb Stein
Dr. Yvette Richardson |
Radar
Operator
Driver
Navigator |
Support |
Bob Conzemius
David Dowell
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DOWs 2 and 3 left Norman around noon
while the chase vehicle left early to pick Josh (Dr. Wurman)
up from the airport. We drove SW to Altus where we stopped for
gas and used Burger King's data ports to look at the latest
obs. We decided to push on westward and a nicely backlit
anvil was soon overhead.
DOW
2 first deployed about 15 miles west of Matador, right under
the updraft. The storm
appeared to be weakening somewhat and there wasn't much in the
way of CG (cloud-to-ground) lightning. We experienced pea to
dime sized hail as we drove south of Dougherty on 28. The hail
increased in size with occasional golf balls falling as we detected
weak rotation aloft 12 miles to our north. We drove up the Caprock,
which in a DOW is not an easy thing to do. Our speed quickly
diminished to 35 MPH, giving us plenty of time to admire the
updraft to our SE.
We had two cells to choose from, each
within close proximity of each other with a thin layer of stratus
connecting the bases of the updrafts. We drove through the core
of the western
storm and encountered very heavy rain and more small hail.
No tornado was detected and we decided to call it a day...after
all, it was Curtis' birthday.
We stopped on the north side of Lubbock
and was able to view the full anvil
and mammatus off to the south. It was almost 10 PM as we
pulled into Plainview in the desperate hope of finding a real
restaurant to celebrate at. We found a nice Mexican place that
stayed open late for us. The employees even came out and sang
Curtis a lively rendition of "Feliz Cumpleanos" (Happy
Birthday), complete with music. As we left the restaurant we
noticed DOW 3's azimuth motor was smoking. An oil plug had fallen
out and water had leaked into the coils. For the time being,
DOW 3 was dead in the water and we had no idea if the motor
was shot or not.
The lightning was very intense driving
north to Amarillo for the night. To test stories I've heard
from people in similar situations, I unplugged our scanner antenna
and placed my finger on the end of the coax. I could actually
feel the charge building up in the antenna. It was a similar
sensation to holding a 9 volt battery to your tongue. Pretty
cool! We stayed at the Super 8 Motel on the east side of Amarillo,
close to The Big Texan. Though not recommended due to it's slow
phone lines it does have a Waffle House next door.
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A moderate risk day. Most of us got
up early; some to repair DOW 3's damaged motor (thank you duct
tape!), some to eat at Waffle House. After the usual data analysis
party in Curtis' room we headed out around 11AM with Liberal,
Kansas as the initial target. As we drove north of Perryton
on I-83 and crossed the TX/OK boarder, we were stopped by a
police seat belt checkpoint. The DOWs had no problem but the
same can't be said for the IMAX film crew. Sean (complete with
his bright
red mohawk) didn't stop the truck fast enough for Billy-Bob
police officer. The cop got upset at him and once the two other
officers heard this they came over and made Sean pull the truck
off to the side of the road. Matters got even worse when they
checked his drivers license and saw that he was from Los Angeles.
The crew got a good talking to, a bit harassed, and were soon
on their way (thankfully without a full body cavity search).
The whole lot of us ate
at Subway in Liberal and used Bob's
cell phone to download the latest data. Towers were firing off
to our north and the team drove 5 miles out of town to scan.
We detected NW
to SE oriented cells popping up to the NNW with strong 70+
dBz reflectivity NW of Garden City. Dewpoints were in the low
60s and supercell shear was in place with profilers showing
WNW winds blowing at 40 to 45 knots at 6 KM. A severe thunderstorm
watch was in place for SW Kansas until 9 PM. We scanned a nice
hook near Garden City and multiple reports of a tornado were
called in with the northern cell. Thick mammatus
was overhead and we could see scud and cloud base to the NW
near Climel. Three hooks were evident on the radar screen, each
showing signs of outflow. The haboob from hell was being born.
As
were scanned from the north side of Pierceville a very impressive
roll
cloud moved past us with a wall
of dust about a mile inside. The outflow engulfed us as
we drove back south, making a futile attempt at beating the
rush of damaging winds. Driving west toward highway 83 we got
a breathtaking look at the side
of the outflow. Soon the severe dust storm (called a haboob...I
kid you not) was so bad we couldn't see the road
in front of us. We drove on with zero visibility as power
flashes illuminated the dark red sky and dust and pebbles slammed
into our side. DOW 3, 2 miles to our north, measured 40m/s (about
80 MPH) winds just above the surface. They drove past a complete
mile of telephone
poles snapped in half. White knuckling the wheel we
were on edge, driving through a possible gustnado,
noticing leaves and debris in the air. We looked off to our
side and saw a helpless bird attempting to take flight, only
to be slammed head first into the ground. It was an interesting
feeling to be driving 75 MPH with an 80 MPH tail wind. As I
rolled down the window and stuck my hand out I barely noticed
a breeze. Dust covered everything in the DOW and our "check
engine" light turned on due to a clogged air intake. The
National Geographic crew had their side
window blow-in, likely caused by missle-like pebbles swirling
through the air. Cattle raising is big out here and there's
feed lots everywhere. These are typically a mile or two wide
and are used to fatten-up cattle before they're butchered. The
lots are filled with hills of manure and driving past one is
not very pleasant. The air in the haboob had a very "pungent"
smell due to the "poop-dust" kicked up by the strong
winds. It'll be interesting to see how many us contracted ebola
and/or foot and mouth disease.
We entered Liberal, KS (the official
home of Dorothy from The Wizard of Oz) around 6:45 PM, with
the "haboobage" right behind us. We got some rooms
at the Liberal Inn, carefully watching the sign to see if it
was going to be blown over. Thankfully we didn't run into Al
Gore or Clin-TON, though we did hear some woman complaining
about a spot on her blue dress down the hallway. During the
peak winds the ceiling of the hotel was making a funky creaking
sound. Across the street from the inn was the Wizard of Oz museum,
complete with an elf village, located on a yellow cobblestone
street apply named the Yellow
Brick Road. We had a great steak dinner at Cattleman's next
door and even sicked Bob on Service J who was eating in the
booth next to us. The IMAX crew treated us to two cases of beer
and we watched The Adventures of Buckaroo Bonsai And The 8th
Dimension. The haboobish winds eventually blew through Oklahoma
and all the way south to the Gulf of Mexico. Widespread damage
was reported in Oklahoma with a max wind gust of 94 MPH reported
at Quail Springs Mall in OKC. So ended an exciting day in which
we had the pleasure of being in a funny named phenomenon called
a haboob.
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The best thing
about the haboob was that for a half day or so the skies were
moth
free...it had carried many of the flying insects down into far
southern Texas. The central and southern plains have been inundated
with moths and black
beetles this season. As I drove DOW 2 at night there were
so many moths smacking into the windshield that it sounded like
rain.
Leaving the hotel
around 11:30 AM we headed south to Dalhart where we gased-up
and looked at data while eating at a Dairy Queen (these are
the biggest thing in Texas). There was some debate whether to
stay put in Dalhart or drive west. The majority ruled and we
drove west and stopped at a small gas station near Nara Visa
in NE New Mexico. On the way we drove past what had to be the
world's largest feed lot. Thankfully the wind wasn't blowing
the feeeeeceeeees toward the highway. Within minutes we had
massive chaser
convergence with about 7 cars stopping to sneak a peek at
the DOWs. Blasting Metallica (a la Twister) we answered the
typical questions and let people sit in the captain's
chair.
Late in the afternoon
we drove up an escarpment south of San Jon (off of I-40) and
DOW 3 scanned the heavens for almost an hour, hoping for something
to initiate. We were parked next to a farm field and the inquisitive
cows seemed interested in what we were doing. They must
have become bored because all at once
they stampeded
away. Most of us were standing around in the high grass
off the side of the road when Herb stumbled upon a rattle snake.
In pure Herb/IMAX fashion he made a lasso and snared the snake
as it slithered through. I passed the time by taking photographs
of a beautiful abandoned house (1,
2,
3).
The only cells
visible on radar were some return trip echoes in east central
Colorado...way too far to chase. Several factors were working
against us that afternoon. First, synoptic scale subsidence
caused by a short wave ridge was keeping air from rising. Second,
an increase in cloud cover kept surface temperatures low insuring
that we wouldn't break through the strong cap that was in place.
We drove to Amarillo
to spend the night and, after many failed attempts this year,
finally ate at the world famous Big Texan. Founded in 1959 they
offer a free 72
oz. steak if you can eat it, along with a salad and dinner
roll, within 60 minutes. They have a stage at the front of the
large dinner hall (complete with longhorn
heads hanging on the walls) where you attempt to conquer
The Big Texan alongside a big clock that counts down your time.
Just who, you ask, has an appetite hearty enough to handle 72
ounces? Plenty of folks, young and old, thick and thin. Over
4,670 since 1959. More than 27,560 have tried. About two women
each year successfully eat the steak. Frank Pastore ate the
complete steak dinner in 9 1/2 minutes. The oldest person to
eat the steak was a 69-year-old grandmother; the youngest person
was an 11-year-old boy, whose eyes weren't bigger than his stomach.
Klondike Bill, a professional wrestler, consumed two of the
dinners in the one hour time limit back in the 1960s. There
were 3
old cowboys walking around, serenading the patrons with
such prairie tunes as Lucile and Home On The Range.
Needless to say, I didn't attempt The Big Texan (it'll cost
you $72 if you're unsuccessful) and the 7.2 oz steak I did get
was more then enough.
By the way, the
Red Roof Inn off of I-40 in Amarillo has excellent internet
connections.
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The computer model party began early
with Bob, Curtis, David, and Kevin discussing the target area
for what would become a very active day. The Storm Prediction
Center had forecasted a MODERATE RISK for the TX panhandle and
had contemplated upgrading to a HIGH RISK, though it never came
to fruition. There was a moisture convergence maxima near Clovis,
lots o' shear, and strong easterly winds ushering in high 60
dewpoints up the Caprock. We calculated classic storm motion
out of 250 degrees at 20 knots.
Skies were cloudy in Amarillo but cleared
nicely as we drove south of the Palo Duro Canyon state park.
We scanned for 2 hours at a picnic rest area until 3 PM. Cells
continued to percolate
to our north and west, sending tower after tower up, leaving
the updrafts behind. At 3:07 PM the SPC issued a PDS (potentiality
dangerous situation) tornado watch box for the Texas and Oklahoma
panhandles until 9 PM. We soon left to intercept a storm that
explosively developed southwest of Plainview, close to Littlefield.
This cell spit twice before it finally
had a decent structure. The right split became the dominant
cell and we deployed on it at the intersection of Farmers Market
(FR) 400 and 125, just north of the Swisher County line. The
cell appeared LP-ish
(Low Precipitation) with the area of interest 35 KM just south
of west. Around 5:30 PM we detected a nicely shaped hook develop
while we got a glimpse of the sides of this massive thunderstorm.
Between 5:40 PM and 5:50 PM both DOWs
showed an increase in organized
rotation at most levels. We soon had the normal ass
chaser convergence with many tour group vans driving by along
with the normal yahoos. As I was videotaping off the side of
the road I was attacked by Texas sized mosquitoes and little
biting flies. I also lost my 5W ham radio battery in the dense
grass.
By
6:30 PM the rotating
updraft inched closer to the ground as it moved into higher
dewpoints. The storm took on a very classic look to it with
the strong updraft to the left of the rain shaft. As we undeployed
(due to concern we were too close to the area of rotation) we
noticed the strong smell of burning electrical components. We
quickly shut off the breakers and soon realized our transmitter
was fried. Dual Doppler analysis of this monster storm was now
impossible.
As we drove north, strong RFD (rear
flank downdraft) winds were soon blowing large
amounts of dust into the sky, commonly mistaken for tornadoes,
and a wall cloud emerged. We witnessed a circulation of dust
only one kilometer to out west. DOW 3 scanned the area and saw
small rotations of about 20 m/s (~ 40 MPH)...most likely dust
devils. The road network was poor and we were forced to drive
off the Caprock, east of the state park. Just before we did
this DOW 3 measured moderate surface rotation off to our west
as the beast took on a more HP
(high precipitation) look.
As we wound our way through the park
we experienced quarter sized hail, occasionally as large as
baseballs, along with extremely close CG...one of which came
VERY close to hitting the DOW (1,
2,
video - 440 KB). If you look closely
at the second lightning photograph, you'll notice small "beads
of fire" in the dissipating lightning channel. Somehow
our cracked windshield remained in tact. We were unable to beat
the meso to Turkey and as the rain let up were got a nice side
view of it, which now had a classic "Michelin Man"
wavy appearance.
We drove through Turkey around 8:07
PM with strong westerly winds and a very brownish looking sky
due to the dust. DOW 3 detected a tornado 10 KM to the ESE of
Turkey with 80 m/s (~ 160 MPH) winds, which had dissipated by
8:15 PM. The storm continued with its eastward progression,
toward the town of Childress, and the setting sun made the west
sky a pretty shade of dark orange. We drove through a thick
dust cloud being drawn into the updraft which was falsely reported
as a tornado.
At 10:30 PM we stopped for a quick bathroom
break in Paducah, TX where many chasers were calming down (including
Warren Fadely). This is where DOW 2 and DOW 3 said there good-byes
with Curtis, Kevin , and I embarking on the 3 hour drive to
Ft. Worth to have DOW 2's transmitter fixed. We goofed around
too long there; as we pulled out DOW 3 detected a tornado with
140 MPH winds about 12 miles east of Quanah moving ENE. Damned
bladders! DOW 3 also later detected several small F0 tornadoes
and reported them to the National Weather Service in Norman,
who mentioned the "Doppler On Wheels" in their tornado
warning statement.
We stayed with the cell until about
1 AM, taking many photographs of the awesome cloud-to-ground
lightning
show (1,
2).
The sky definitely looked upset. We were on the cell for almost
9 hours, from about 4 PM to 1 AM! I drove DOW 2 into Ft. Worth
and pulled into the La Quinta Inn around 3:45 AM, exhausted
and tired from the exciting day.
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Applied Systems Engineering (ASE), the
company that designed and built the DOW transmitters, opened
at 8 AM and Kevin, Curtis, and I were on their doorstep to greet
them. With a whopping 3 and a half hours of sleep we were barely
functional enough to have breakfast at Cracker Barrel. ASE borders
on a goat
farm...who were a bit more friendly than the cows we've seen.
The transmitter was fixed by 1 PM and we were in Waurika, OK
at 3:30 PM to meet up with DOW 3 and the chase support vehicle.
We noticed a field of Cu (cumulus clouds)
going up along some boundary above us with Td's in the mid 70s
and surface temps in the 80s. It was another MODERATE RISK day.
At 4:30 PM the crew scanned the skies while in Lone Grove, OK
just west of Ardmore. The field next to us was covered with
wild flowers, attracting a large amount of butterflies. A tornado
watch box was issued for the Red River Valley from 40 miles
east of Ardmore into Arkansas. By 6 PM storms began to fire
in and near Wichita Falls, TX with at least one storm showing
a hook. At 7 PM spotters reported a possible funnel 5 miles
NW of Henrietta and a tornado on the south side of Wichita Falls
20 minutes later.
We setup shop south of Wichita Falls,
on State highway 172. We saw a chunky scud-funnel
near the interface between the updraft and downdraft and detected
cyclonic rotation to the south of the precip core while the
storm exhibited a classic structure. While driving through Windthorst
we spotted a short high-based
funnel dangling from the anvil (pretty rare). That's about
it, the storm was a beaut' and though many people reported funnels
and even a few tornadoes, from our radar's we never saw anything
more than brief areas of concentrated rotation...no tornadoes.
Chase
Tally
The cold, hard numbers behind this mission. |
Miles driven by yours truly |
2,208.1 miles |
Number of times IMAX film crew was harassed
by the police |
2 |
Steaks eaten by yours truly |
3 |
Bags of beef jerky eaten |
6 |
Service J spottings |
2 |
Number of lightning strikes within 100 feet
of DOW 2 |
2 |
Number of broken windows |
1 |
Strange looks at Sean's mohawk |
Countless |
Desire to push the IMAX cameras out of our faces |
Dozens |
Moths and beetles killed |
Millions |
Number of blown transmitters |
1 |
Number of times we were almost killed by the
National Geographic photographer |
2 |
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