“If it could happen to him, what chance did the rest of us have? I think we all felt that. It seemed like we’d lost our leader.”–F1 driver Chris Amon, on the death of Jim Clark, 1968.
Jim Clark was about five years before my time, but being a motor racing enthusiast, I knew how I felt on the days that Ayrton Senna and Dale Earnhardt, Sr. died.
Before Facebook and Youtube took off, a stormchaser got their news from wx-chase and Stormtrack. In those days, after every chase I busted on, I’d see photos and video from geniuses such as Mike Hollingshead, Shane Adams, Mike Peregrine and Tim Samaras or find explanations from Samaras, Tim Marshall ,among others detailing why they stayed home. After every chase that I got crappy video from, I’d see better images from them.
Tim Samaras was one chaser who I knew chased the right way, every time and got all they could from a setup, every time. After an event, I knew the story wasn’t told completely until I saw what Tim had to say about it. Kirksville 2009 was the best example of when I wandered around half-assed when TWISTEX got it right and did good science, besides.
And more importantly, from my interactions with Tim, I knew he was a gentleman and I have no doubt that Paul Samaras and Carl Young were the same.
Another thing is that they did all this without self-promotion. You’d see their video and wonder why you hadn’t seen them all afternoon!
Anyone who has heard the infinite monkeys/infinite typewriters/infinite amount of time theorem know that one day chasers would die, and discounting random events such as drunk drivers, bluehairs and deer, I at least thought in vague detail about what ‘type’ of chaser it would most likely be. I put myself nearer to the top of that list than the bottom…but graybeards like Marshall, Doswell, Rasmussen, Bluestein were at the very bottom and so was TWISTEX.
31 May. Rick Burriesci said “Everything about that day went wrong”. Every post on my Facebook feed from 5:30PM CT on was more bewildering and desperate than the one before it. And the Youtube video that began showing up after 8:00 PM made no sense whatsoever–it was no hyperbole to say that people were driving like their lives depended on it. And these posts and these images were from people who have done this for years and are good at it. People who I would trust with my life in a car around a tornado. None of these people were in control of any aspect of their lives, and a) I knew them and cared for them, and b) all of them were at least as good as I am in maneuvering around a storm and in most cases far better at it. Fully half the name-brand chasers were in OKC that afternoon, and most of them are lucky they only have severe damage to their cars.
Friday is not a ‘reality check’…it’s just sad.
“Nature never did betray the heart that loved her.”–William Wordsworth
I used to believe in this statement like no other. Now I don’t know what it means. Despite the rationales of disparate stormchasers, their motives, their attitudes, their demeanors, no one loves Ma Nature more than a stormchaser. Now three people who loved Her died, and speaking for myself, I feel a lot of things and some sense of betrayal is one of them.
So, what to do? I’m going out chasing, hopefully this week. It needs to be done. But perhaps now Ma Nature isn’t a benevolent recipient of good thoughts and harmony like I had portrayed Her.