marshall wrote:
After reading the thunderstorm thread I thought I’d start another to share thunderstorm stories. It’s a bit of an obsession of mine.
I’d like to hear some stories that top mine. I’ve never personally experienced anything too severe. I’ve been within a few miles of a tornado but I never actually saw it or even knew that it was occurring. The following story is probably the scariest thing I’ve ever witnessed.
I'm obsessed with t-storms & severe weather, too. Interesting story! Here are a few of my scariest experiences (the Reader's Digest version):
- I was driving home after picking my husband up from work and got on the freeway. I drove into what I thought was a garden-variety thunderstorm but turned out to be a heavy microburst. The wind was blowing at least 70mph or more (hard enough that trees were all bent at a 90 degree angle on the side of the highway). Everything turned white outside the windows of my car and the car itself began to rock from side to side. Just as I pulled over and my husband suggested that we get out and jump into a ditch, it stopped.
- I was driving back home after a trip to a beach in North Carolina, I drove into a thunderstorm that was pouring down more rain than I'd ever seen in my life (and that includes the above-mentioned microburst). Even though it was only 11:00am in the morning, the sky was so dark the streetlamps came on. I pulled my car over beneath a freeway overpass to wait it out and that's when I looked in my rearview mirror and saw a tornado swirl down and began snaking along the freeway behind us. This tornado was rain-wrapped, and I normally wouldn't even have spotted it except for the fact it was less than a quarter mile away from where we were parked. Immediately no longer caring about the heavy rain, I stomped on the gas and drove away as fast as I could. Miraculously enough, my car never once hydroplaned.
- In Louisiana (about 4 years prior to Katrina) I was driving from New Orleans to Baton Rouge in the remains of a tropical storm that had rolled in. The rain was very heavy and getting worse, but I pressed on, even though the wind was really picking up. When we got home, I went to turn on the weather channel and saw that there was a severe thunderstorm warning for our area. I also noticed that the barometric pressure shown on the TV was dropping like a rock, all the way down to 28.3. That's when I KNEW the storm was going to be bad. I sat on the edge of the bed in my room and looked out the window at the rain. Suddenly, the rain, wind & everything stopped cold. My ears popped.
I stood up when I saw this massive oak tree outside my apartment window twist all the way around like it was being strangled by God. I shot out of the bedroom, past my astonished husband, screamed 'tornado' and grabbed my kids. We dove into the bathroom, where I put both kids in the tub and told them to lie down in it. Just as I curled up on the floor, I realized my husband was still in the bedroom, watching for the tornado liek an idiot. I screamed for him to get into the bathroom and finally he came in a few seconds later when this horrible noise filled the air. It sounded like a cross between the world's largest jet engine and a woman screaming, with this earth-shaking rumble. I curled up on the floor and prayed. When the noise stopped, we went outside to look at what had happened and saw that a tornado had passed with 200 yards of our apartment. An EF3, I later found out. I left Louisiana a month later.
I still live in the Southeastern US, so thunderstorms are a part of life here, but I've never seen (or heard) a storm as bad as that one in Baton Rouge. (And I've seen some nasty ones here, too, just this past Thursday).
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