Thursday 3 May 2012

Dirt road debacle...

Chase day 5

SPC has issued another slight risk for today, with a 5% tornado chance in SE Nebraska, NE Kansas, S Iowa and N Missouri. Today is hard to forecast as the atmosphere is a mess after yesterday’s convection just like your house the morning after a particularly excellent party.

After the usual Starbucks/Wall-mart stops (more Gaviscon and some fibre tablets being high on the list) we head west as Peter doesn’t fancy the SPC target area. We head down the I80 before turning onto a dirt track as the plan is to have lunch at Lake Pawnee. We head up an undulating dirt road which looks perfectly dry. It’s only when we are well along it that the Suburban starts to slide left and right as Jock fights to get us up an incline; the track has a thin dry veneer covering a sea of soft mud. We’ve got no choice to return whence we came. Peter takes the wheel and fights to make progress as we get stuck in a deep ruts of our own making. After some more slewing around we make it out. It’s only then that Jock finds a huge sign saying  “road closed no lake access” that some comedian had decided to saw down and throw in a ditch. I’m not sure I’d have seen the funny side of it had we got stuck but it was pretty funny.

We headed on to Seward to see the world’s biggest time capsule which is in a white block pyramid. I stayed in the SUV. We moved on, crossed the Platte River and stopped in Duncan for a chocolate milk. The variety of truck stop beverages are starting to run out.

I look out the window to see Jim’s Food. Surely not..? Towers are going up and there are storms forming to out south west. We continue south west towards Grand Island.

We move west on US 30 to Kearney where we grab a Subway, then after a the storm we were targeting dies we stop at Boleus as the next storm we are targeting loses its updraft but leaves us with a nice structure lit by the sunset.

On the way back to Grand Island we pass Reed Timmer and his Dominator intercept vehicle at Cairo on US 2. Dinner is at Applebees where our collective accents baffle the waitresses and we end up with some wierd drinks. End at the Days Inn.

Total miles: 341









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