Sometimes the most incredible of days occur just after your most depressing day, and in the most unexpected fashion.

This was nevermore the case for us than on May 25, 2016. An unbelievable tornado occurred the day after I made a damning misjudgment, which led to missing one of the most chaotic storms in memory.

After a day of funnel clouds teasing us in southeast Colorado, we found ourselves crossing the border back into Kansas just before sunset, as the storm we had been lurking around all day weakened in intensity overall and began to join a developing line of storms in the area.

Chances of a tornado were now assumed to be over for this storm.  There was a much more prominent storm moving towards the northeast slowly, well ahead of the developing line which we were just in front of at the time.

As darkness ascended upon us and the day came to a close, something ominous was brewing.  A deep, violent rumbling could be heard in the open skies…coming from the car.

Storm Chasing is primarily a game of being in the right place at the right time, as is most of life.

June 12^th, 2013 was one of those days that seemed as if being in the big red highlighted circle was all that would be required to see a good storm. The Storm Prediction Center had Northern Illinois and Northwest Indiana highlighted with a moderate risk for severe weather.  The expectation for the day was believed to be an evolving squall line of damaging wind that would trek across the area after the initial supercells had merged together.

The most seemingly mundane of days can wind up exhilarating and terrifying thanks to a few minor events.  Late in the morning the spare tire replaced from the previous day’s incident, Connor and I were headed back east towards the Big Spring, Texas area, located about one hour south of Lubbock.

Have you ever experienced a gut feeling about an upcoming decision or event that you couldn’t seem to override with your mind? Even if it seems to be a rather inconsequential decision? This was more or less my experience when I chose to forego seeing the hilarious band Psychostick in concert in Oklahoma City and instead head back northeast without a definite reason.