Bighorns Boomers
Bighorn Mountains, WY
17 Jun 13
SHORT: Two rounds of morning to midday storms in beautiful Bighorn Mtns., rain from weak/dying convection WY/MT border.
LONG:
Today was intended to be a leisurely trek from Buffalo WY to MT, but not by the Interstate. Instead we had all day, thanks to a lack of substantial severe-storm potential until day-2 in central MT. As such, we aimed for a reunion with the Cloud Peak Skyway and its resplendent vistas of the Bighorn Mountains, followed by a trip across the Bighorn Basin to a stop somewhere in south-central MT for the night. We weren’t planning on a storm chase and didn’t have one, per se.
Yet storms found us–and in one of the most scenic of places. A line of elevated thunderstorms rolled through the mountains in mid-late morning. This unusually encountered but most welcomed situation offered forenoon storm-light, and very interesting backgrounds for wildflower-landscape photography that ranged from eerily brooding closeups to deeply textured, pastoral meadow scenes one might better expect in the Austrian Alps. Given Elke’s heritage from the latter area, is it any wonder that she so wondrously appreciates the June wildflower show in the Bighorns?
Adding to our gallery from 2007, we also focused up-close on some gorgeous floral displays, whether from just the ubiquitous lupines, lupines with arrowleaf balsamroot, smoke towers–towers of prairie smoke flowers that is, Nelson’s larkspur (a highly toxic plant belying its beauty), mountain goldenbanner, a variety of false dandelion, or the common white locoweed that is the bane of western stockmen. We even saw a double puff of smoke!
Round one of storms passed quickly and harmlessly NE of the Cloud peak area by midday, however it left behind two prime ingredients for further convective development in a weakly capped, high-country lift regime: an outflow boundary and moisture–each of which were cooked in sunshine at ten thousand feet. Duly primed, additional deep convection began towering upward throughout the central and southern Bighorns, including overhead. Safety considerations (don’t want the first lightning strike to zap one’s noggin) and lunchtime hunger prompted us to evacuate the high country and head toward the basin, whereupon we took one final look back at a now storm-blanketed range.
Late lunch in Worland (which was pretty good) preceded a trek NNW toward Montana, through Greybull and Lovell WY. This part of the basin is desolate, with a great deal of bare, rocky ground and salt deposits. That’s related to the very dry climate, a result of being surrounded by mountain ranges with only a small gap in the north. Even that small gap sometimes lets low-level moisture creep in; so the vegetation got a little greener as we cruised out of Lovell toward the MT border. An expansive area of mostly orphaned anvil wafted overhead from some earlier storms in the Absaroka Mountains to our W, dropping a light, gentle rain on us as we crossed the border. What a peculiar novelty this was!
Rain in such a dessicated area often cools the air a lot evaporatively and leads to a rich, earthy aroma, and this was no exception. We welcomed both as Montana welcomed us. We enjoyed the views of the Bighorn River from the highway, called in motel reservations in Roundup for the night, bought a road atlas at the Billings Barnes and Noble outlet, got a late dinner in Roundup, and settled in for the night…anticipating our first central MT chase day ahead. This northern Plains trek already had been richly rewarding, and the following day would pile on that reward with a good dose of adventure!
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Our PING trail for this day.
A Championship Day (Even if Not for Storms)
High-based Storms in the Nebraska Panhandle
12 June 11
SHORT: From LBL, headed to the BFF area for high-based upslope action. Observed a few such storms from between BFF-AIA.
LONG:
The day wasn’t too spectacular convectively, but we saw storms and had a great time nonetheless.
Morning dawned to the analytic display of foci that were somewhere between muddy, nebulous and vague on the spectrum of precision. The surface map showed that the isodrosothermal field had been mangled by overnight and morning convection over southern Kansas, east of where we spent the night. When all else fails, the terrain just isn’t going anywhere–at least not for the next 20-30 million years or so.
We therefore headed toward the reachable area of the NEb Panhandle/NE CO, figuring that 50s F dew points in that area sometimes do good things as long as deep-layer shear is at least marginal. It also put us in position for day-2. Plus, Elke and I love that area for many nonconvective reasons.
After visiting an abandoned shack in western KS, we found a nice hilltop vantage about 5 SW Angora NEb, listening to assorted birds and photographing wildflowers (e.g., copper mallow, western wallflower, and veiny dock), as we waited for convective eruptions.
Assorted towers and turrets soon bubbled up to the W and SW. One persistent pile to our W evolved into a short-lived, high-based storm with a wall cloud to our NW, viewed across the rippled orographic musculature of the Nebraska Panhandle’s ash-bed grasslands. The storm exhibited weak cyclonic shear in the midlevels based on radar velocity output, but just for a few scans.
Other, smaller, junkier cells fired along the foothills in SE WY and over the western reaches of the Wildcat Hills to our SW, amounting to little except as a scenic diversion for aviators. We saw several contrails weaving between storms, including this scene over Minatare. The storms died off with the setting sun.
We settled into a charming little mom-n-pop motel in BFF with funky walls made of green quartzite from Utah. This also was the memorable night my hometown Dallas Mavericks won the NBA championship too–making up for a disappointing evening 5 years before in GCK when I watched them lose it to the very same team.
A very fine day, indeed…