626pm. Driving into the storm. Hubby doesn't want me to know he's nervous. This should be interesting.
650 drove next to a tornado forming, got past that, heading into hail.
723 headed back to omaha, hoping to skirt in between storms... Jesus protect us.
745pm took a southeast route around the dangerzone. Clear and peaceful.
815pm the storm cell moved with us, so taking highway 50 took us into the eye of the storm. We had zero visibility and have pulled over.
835pm iit's sketchy but doable... I have a good eye on the horizons, but it could change on a dime. The hubby is silent and white knuckling it.
9pm HOME!!!! That trip worked out any random want to storm chase EVER! I saw a tornado form and drop (pictured below) and accidentally drove right through the absolute nastiest storm I've ever seen from within. Adrenaline rush be damned, I'd rather be SAFE.
Thus concludes my Mother's Day Adventure Extravaganza, as my daughter called it.
