The flakes were so big this afternoon, you could see their structure looking out the window.
Tuesday, December 30, 2014
Wednesday, December 24, 2014
Santa on Norad
Merry Christmas, Ruminators. See you on our next adventure!
Sunday, December 14, 2014
Tornadoes in December?
It's been an atypical December in Wichita. This last week had warmer temps than normal, high humidity (with mostly drizzle for the last several days), and the big California storm inbound. Today was thick with overcast and rain, then around 6:31pm, the local National Weather Service issued a tornado warning for Reno County. A touchdown was reported 2 miles NE of Harper. I ran out just for the chance to see lightning before the long winter set in. By the time I was in place the storm was too far out and had lost rotation.
Labels:
lightning,
Reno co.,
Reno co. tornado
Saturday, November 8, 2014
Black Holes
Labels:
Black Holes,
no escape,
singularity
Monday, October 27, 2014
Solar Eclipse 10/23/2014
I tried getting some eclipse photos last Thursday but ultimately the 920nm infrared filter didn't do the trick. This is the Keeper of the Plains at the junction of the Little and Big Arkansas Rivers.
This was taken with the infrared filter. I'm not sure why I'm getting the line to the left of center. |
Finally, a little friend that's near the Keeper of the Plain. The Troll that lives on the Arkansas River.
Labels:
eclipse,
Keeper,
Keeper of the Plains,
solar eclipse,
troll
Wednesday, October 8, 2014
Eclipse 10/08/2014
Labels:
10/08,
10/08/14,
10/08/2014,
blood moon,
eclipse,
October Moon
Sunday, September 21, 2014
It's Been a While, Night Storm 092014
It's been another dry season. We will take the rain when we can get it. One previous band moved through with a lot of lightning and while heading home from an event, saw this storm building to the NW and stealing a lot of power from the previous line. A small cold front moved though the area triggering the rain.
The storm started with a lot of lightning then suddenly died off. These were located out between Hutchinson and Lindsborg around 10:30PM and were non-severe storms.
The storm started with a lot of lightning then suddenly died off. These were located out between Hutchinson and Lindsborg around 10:30PM and were non-severe storms.
Ribbon of light cause by cars passing on Oliver. |
Central storm. Another developed along side it. |
First nighttime pano. 30 second exposure, lights are from Valley Center. |
Lots of cloud to cloud lightning, this was one of the few cloud to ground (CG) strikes. |
Another CG strike |
I wish I had this light trail with the previous CG strike. I could Photoshop but have always been against Photoshoping unless it's basic adjusting. |
Labels:
2014,
lightning,
lightning strike,
negative stroke,
September 20,
storm,
thunder,
thunderstorm
Saturday, August 9, 2014
Thursday, July 3, 2014
Happy Early 4th
It's been a quiet year for us at Rumination of Thunder. Hopefully the rest of the summer will lead to great lightning and storm captures.
I love the Kechi Day's fireworks show. It's put on by Krehbiel Fireworks who operate the tent at 61st and Woodlawn. This year, I decided to try something new and used my lightning detector, sat back and enjoyed the show. Here are some of the shots.
If you are interested in any of the prints, please check out my Fine Arts America website
http://2-william-johnson.artistwebsites.com/
or contact me: father_thunder (at) cox.net
I love the Kechi Day's fireworks show. It's put on by Krehbiel Fireworks who operate the tent at 61st and Woodlawn. This year, I decided to try something new and used my lightning detector, sat back and enjoyed the show. Here are some of the shots.
If you are interested in any of the prints, please check out my Fine Arts America website
http://2-william-johnson.artistwebsites.com/
or contact me: father_thunder (at) cox.net
Labels:
4th,
4th of July,
and blue,
boom,
fire works,
Fireworks,
Fourth of July,
red,
red white and blue,
white
Saturday, May 24, 2014
Memorial Day
I've been more than a little quiet this storm season. Half due to a severe drought season and half due to my father getting ill and needing to be put into a rest home. He passed away April 9th of this year.
I've done a lot of talking this year about chasing storms, sometimes therapeutic, because I talk about the first time I saw a tornado. This was published previously at www.verbict.com, and edited after my father corrected the memory of a seven year old.
I've done a lot of talking this year about chasing storms, sometimes therapeutic, because I talk about the first time I saw a tornado. This was published previously at www.verbict.com, and edited after my father corrected the memory of a seven year old.
I
was seven years old and hated thunderstorms.
Being a child of the Midwest, this meant every summer I was in abject
terror. We lived behind a TV station
and all around their radar tower was lightning rods. Across the street, was a church steeple. Lightning would strike within a couple hundred feet several times during the summer. Usually with a blinding flash and the sound of incoming artillery.
My
family loved to fish and camp, so every summer we went to a little spot called
Melvern Lake and we camped beneath the dam at a KOA campground.
We were always there over Memorial Day weekend. So Memorial Day Weekend, 1980 (I think), storms had hit earlier and intensified overhead after dark. We sat in our fifth wheel Cobra camper and listened to hail plink off the roof, and rocked as the wind buffeted the trailer's side. The weatherman looked
nervous and tired on TV with the constant coverage, there had been
a lot of thunderstorm warnings, so we headed to the campground's storm
shelter. I will use this in the loosest
terms since it was a brown brick structure that housed the showers, washer and
dryers, but more solid than a trailer if all hell broke loose.
The
shelter was full but we squeezed in. There was a nice place in between a washer
and dryer and I hunkered down. There was a lot of thunder and hail in the storm. People seemed
tense, but the storm slowed down. My father called me and we went back to the
camper. (Hint: for all you Twister Fans
think of the term “Cone of Silence”).
Back
at the trailer, Dad knew I was scared, and to counter that, tried to show me
Solitaire. To this day, I still don’t know how to play. The rain started again, lightning hit right
outside flickering the power, and the weatherman interrupted regular
programming. A tornado was sighted at Melvern Lake heading toward the dam and we were camping right below it.
Dad
ran outside and got the truck. He pulled it close enough to the camper door
that mom and I were able to jump right in when it started hailing. It was the
largest hail I remember, but sometimes that’s how childhood memories are. I remember softball size, he remembered ping-pong. We made it to the shelter with a line of people terrified and forcing their way in. We made it, right in front of a ripe
pregnant woman yelling, “Oh my God. It’s going over the top of us”.
Being a young child terrified of loud, obnoxious Kansas storms, I got between the washer and dryer again, pulled my Dallas Cowboy's poncho over my head and waited for the end. I later found out my grandfather and father were outside watching the rotation go overhead. Luckily it fell apart as it went over the dam, then reformed as it went to the town of Melvern.
My father pulled me out from between the washer and
dryer. Taking me outside, he pointed out into the dark. There was nothing until a bolt of lightning illuminated a wedge tornado and two satellite tornadoes over the
town of Melvern. At that time something clicked in my head and I started studying tornadoes and thunderstorms. I used to sit outside of the house when they went through (we had a long deck on the house), really no longer scared of the near strikes. Then I started chasing in 2000.
My father later said that showing me that storm was the worst mistake of his life, because he hated me going out and chasing. I'd occasionally call him for a radar update or just to say "guess where I am". He showed up to a couple of my photography galleries usually with friends.
It's strange looking back and realizing my father made me conquer my fears of the dark (had me watch Cujo with him) and fear of storms (yes, that look at that moment). I wanted to take this Memorial Day post to remember him.
Labels:
Memorial Day,
William E. Johnson
Sunday, May 11, 2014
Finally
So we started off with the driest year on record. As of April 8th, 2014 we passed a year in the middle of the dust bowl for being the driest start.
Then yesterday storms started to fire east of Wichita almost like a bad joke. Luckily the dry line/front combo drifted back to the west firing storms and allowing us to finally get a little rain (around 0.25 of an inch). I went out a couple times yesterday to watch. When the rotation started showing up on radar, we (I took my oldest on her inaugural chase), out to central Butler county. When we started hearing about flooding west of Leon we stopped and watched this strange wildly rotating scud under a cloud. It showed rotation very briefly before attaching to the storm and becoming a wall cloud. There was very weak rotation and a couple brief, very high funnels that tore themselves apart as they formed.
We stayed until dark and headed back. I nice storm was over Wichita and we finally got some much needed rain. Unfortunately, today promises a little harsher environment for some possible large storms (hail, wind, and maybe a tornado) after dark.
Then yesterday storms started to fire east of Wichita almost like a bad joke. Luckily the dry line/front combo drifted back to the west firing storms and allowing us to finally get a little rain (around 0.25 of an inch). I went out a couple times yesterday to watch. When the rotation started showing up on radar, we (I took my oldest on her inaugural chase), out to central Butler county. When we started hearing about flooding west of Leon we stopped and watched this strange wildly rotating scud under a cloud. It showed rotation very briefly before attaching to the storm and becoming a wall cloud. There was very weak rotation and a couple brief, very high funnels that tore themselves apart as they formed.
Daughter's first storm pic out in the field |
We stayed until dark and headed back. I nice storm was over Wichita and we finally got some much needed rain. Unfortunately, today promises a little harsher environment for some possible large storms (hail, wind, and maybe a tornado) after dark.
Labels:
Butler Co,
drought. dust bowl.,
rain,
scud,
wall cloud
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