It was a chase that took me 8 hours away through three states, into the flat plains of Eastern Colorado. The wind was steady at 40 mph all day long, and a slight risk for severe weather had been issued. I sat on the dusty plains watching dust devils spin their way across the dry soil. Storms started to brew, but just as quick as they bubbled up they went away. Finally, just south of Burlington, CO one took hold and developed into a massive supercell, with an anvil that stretched southward with hints of mammatus underneath. Rays of sunlight beamed through shining down upon the land, and just above a deep blue sky that provided the perfect contrast. A base so low it seemed as if you could jump up and touch it. It was the first shot of many on that early April day, but made an impression for all time.
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