Missed one fireworks display, but...
Since I was driving to momville, I missed the fireworks in my home town. (Hopefully the rest of the weekend will be rained out and the fireworks will wait until I'm back...) I debated getting ahead on another weekend of Convention-style sleep deprivation, see the fireworks, and start driving afterwards, which would get me here as early as 2 am. However, I also wanted to have one final go at the first big hill of next weekend's 15K, which required being awake enough this morning to run before it got too hot. (Bleh. I can get the distance, but not the speed. I really hope cheering crowds helps me out there.)
The moment I hit the state line, nature's fireworks started.
The next 50 or so miles was close enough to see the lightning (in many hues, thanks to cloud distortion), but not get rained on. Luckily, once I entered the "raining buckets" portion of the storm, I was close enough to make up for loss of visibility, and feel the car shake from the thunder.
When I reached momville, I could still still the lightshow to the east. Above the clouds, the nearly Full Moon watched with me. The roads were full of swirly, steamy fog, evaporating quickly enough to be dry by morning.
If I'd seen all that in a single photo, I'd think it was doctored.
Possibly the best first-hand weather porn in my memory.
The moment I hit the state line, nature's fireworks started.
The next 50 or so miles was close enough to see the lightning (in many hues, thanks to cloud distortion), but not get rained on. Luckily, once I entered the "raining buckets" portion of the storm, I was close enough to make up for loss of visibility, and feel the car shake from the thunder.
When I reached momville, I could still still the lightshow to the east. Above the clouds, the nearly Full Moon watched with me. The roads were full of swirly, steamy fog, evaporating quickly enough to be dry by morning.
If I'd seen all that in a single photo, I'd think it was doctored.
Possibly the best first-hand weather porn in my memory.