Surviving the Storm

Like so many summer evenings, one particular flying night started off with beating sun and exhausting heat. Then we looked off into the distance and saw a cell of thunderstorms headed straight for us.

We finished our flight and gathered ourselves and our stuff under the shelter that was available. (The model airport has a large awning covering the set-up area for the pilots.) We were just in time too. By now the thunderstorm clouds almost completely covered us.

The wind that brought the storm in was strong (~30 mph), and started blowing planes around as it came. After we caught the planes, the pilots stood holding them to keep them steady.

I'm not sure why we all didn't go to our cars and get out of the weather, but we stood there under the awning getting sandblasted by the grit carried on the wind. Maybe because it was fascinating to watch the storm come up and then move on.