The best sunset views of a storm complex often happen on the back side, as in this large field of mammatus. Anticipating the timing and positioning needed, and being south of any substantial hail, I let a former supercell, which was merging with a larger area of convection, roll over me in place. That effectively is the same as penetrating the storms from front to rear, but without going anywhere. This amazing sunset scene was one of the rewards of stationary patience, along with joyous wonderment in fluidity splashed across other sectors of the sky from a newer supercell. Somebody else can have the treasure in Fort Knox; all the gold I need is in these Great Plains sunsets.