The Reckoning

This is it. The storm of my wildest dreams. I was completely transfixed by its incomprehensible size as it loomed over my head. The sound of the ferocious wind as it howled into its explosive updraft is something I will never forget. It was a haunting, guttural sound, something you FEEL inside of you, as if it were a jet engine or a freight train screaming past you.. Every layer of this storm was perfectly sculpted by the changing winds with height in the atmosphere. Meteorological perfection in visual form. To stand in this place, only moments from being overtaken by this massive supercell, is not something for the faint of heart. And yet, there is nowhere else I'd rather be.