Colorful Stormy Skies, Day and Night
Southeast Panhandle of TX
12 May 9
SHORT: Mostly multicellular storms observed from Matador to Memphis TX by day, yielding fantastic sunset scenes, then a brilliant and long-lived electrical display after dark.
LONG: My forecast target was the Caprock area somewhere near its prospective intersection wit the warm front, which looked most likely to be along or just S of the latitude if CDS, and N of the latitude of LBB. I wasn’t expecting raging supercells given the weak effective shear and lack of more robust midlevel winds; but I thought we at least had the possibility for brief ones. The very stout cap was a huge concern too, so I also was hoping for a little dollop of good ole Panhandle Magic (As Bobby P has been wont to say, “It’s May, it’s the Panhandle…chase!”).
Elke and I left Norman after a rather late lunch, confident that the capping would hold off initiation in that area until after 1700 CDT. It doesn’t always happen; so I love it when a forecast comes together.
Along the way, we stopped to photograph some abandoned structures, walls constructed of native Cambrian granite cobbles that basked in muted sunlight, surrounded by wheat fields, with the backdrop of the Wichita Mountains for texture. I didn’t stay long to appreciate the scene or do more close-up photography, though. Despite the mid-afternoon sun and stiff breeze, dozens of fat and ravenous mosquitoes swarmed me with a speedy and bloodthirsty attack every bit the equal of their notorious cousins in the Everglades or the Minnesota North Woods.
By the time we approached from the E, as if on cue, turkey towers started bubbling over Turkey TX. Although these attempts didn’t survive, thicker clumps of towers did to their SSW, in Motley County (see towers and flowers). Consider the cap broken! We hung out at some picnic tables in Matador for at least half an hour, eating Allsups burritos, watching assorted other chase vehicles pass through, and waiting for the rather messy, multicellular convection to become better organized. It did, but in a linear sense, and began to accelerate NE toward the CDS-Memphis area.
Off we went the same way, passing right by the same Stitch Ranch entrance that Rich and I used as a staging point for observing the April 29 eastern supercell. Nearby, I stopped to photograph a thick, partly rain-diffused shaft of sunlight beaming through a cloud gap and onto the distant rolling prairie, an orphan of brilliance amidst the stormy shadows.
The messy structures continued until shortly before sunset, when Elke and I decided to move from front to back side of the complex for photographic reasons. We grabbed a quick dinner in Memphis then headed E on TX-256, past some other chasers, to a pleasantly lonely, gravel side road near the Hall/Childress county line.
What a marvelous setting! Warm tones of the low sun painted a brilliant rainbow segment across the deeply bronzed west wall of the storms. The freshly soaked ground gave off that earthy, moist aroma of a formerly dry land newly satisfied. Bird calls of all kinds carried across the cool breezes. Two bobwhite quail carried on a conversation past us as we admired the fiery sunset scene in the western sky; while in the south, varyingly colored low clouds drifted before a canvas of a higher deck with a different hue still (wide angle and somewhat later).
There’s no experience quite like a Great Plains sunset right behind storms. I hope those photos convey at least a small measure of that.
Then came a dazzling display of atmospheric electricity on the back side of the complex, from the southeast Panhandle all the way across southwest Oklahoma and back to Norman. Lightning filaments raced through a mammatus canopy that spread upshear of the complex, giving many storm observers (from us to the V.O.R.T.EX.-2 crews in CDS) a memorable show. We stopped near the TX/OK border to shoot a little of the action, with Elke capturing one of the most crisply defined sets of nighttime mammatus I’ve seen in a photo. This nearly daylight-bright discharge spread overhead and beyond, raising a distinctive, simultaneous crackling noise in some nearby high-voltage power lines. We soon headed home, content to watch occasional flares of electrical brilliance across the rainy night sky.