Last night we had a nice batch of storms pass over the city. I decided to take a chance and go for walkies. The mesa provides a wonderful vista for the entire Rio Grande Valley. Off to the south there were ominous black clouds building. There were numerous lightning strikes, but using the 1000'/sec rule of thumb for the speed of sound, the strikes were 5-10 miles away. I kept my eye on the storms and decided to cut the walk short. It would just be my luck to be a mile away from home and have a cloud start throwing off a bunch of bolts. Mesa was disappointed in the abbreviated walkies, but I decided to err on the side of safety. I watched the storm at the marginally safer cliff just above the house. If lightning got close I could be home in a minute. The storm was actually very beautiful. I loved watching the north side of town disappear under a curtain of white as it was pounded by rain. I snapped a few pics with my phone, but I haven't downloaded them yet. It was a classic Western storm with columns of intense rain separated by miles of calm. As for me, I barely got any. It rained, but it seemed never to be hard enough to completely wet the sidewalks. Such are storms in NM.
Extreme Dog Walking - 2011 edition
Last night we had a nice batch of storms pass over the city. I decided to take a chance and go for walkies. The mesa provides a wonderful vista for the entire Rio Grande Valley. Off to the south there were ominous black clouds building. There were numerous lightning strikes, but using the 1000'/sec rule of thumb for the speed of sound, the strikes were 5-10 miles away. I kept my eye on the storms and decided to cut the walk short. It would just be my luck to be a mile away from home and have a cloud start throwing off a bunch of bolts. Mesa was disappointed in the abbreviated walkies, but I decided to err on the side of safety. I watched the storm at the marginally safer cliff just above the house. If lightning got close I could be home in a minute. The storm was actually very beautiful. I loved watching the north side of town disappear under a curtain of white as it was pounded by rain. I snapped a few pics with my phone, but I haven't downloaded them yet. It was a classic Western storm with columns of intense rain separated by miles of calm. As for me, I barely got any. It rained, but it seemed never to be hard enough to completely wet the sidewalks. Such are storms in NM.
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