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An error in judgment (easy to do) put us east toward Quail on Rt. 203 and directly into an involuntary core punch just east and north of a rapidly lowering wall cloud. Here is where I got my largest hail dents of the day, as well as a broken windshield (so did every one else). Hailstones as big as Hens Eggs fell and the sound was deafening against the thin metal of the vehicle. I later learned others faired even worse with softball stones up to 4" in diameter causing up to 6"
craters in windshields as well as metal. We finally broke out of the hail at Wellington and found our storm again. Now it was a large circular HP mother ship with very nice banding. We stayed ahead of the storm into Childress County and managed to shoot some lightning just after dark. We ended up in Childress for the night and finally got to eat supper around 2300 CDT at the Kettle in Childress. Tim Marshall had just left, but we shared stories with chasers John Moore, Steve Sponsler, Nick Nicholson, and others. Again we were on the supercell of the day, and a great chase day it was, all with less than 300 miles logged!
Photo copyright Brian Morganti.
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