Storm chasing. I get it. When you live on the Great Plains, the sky is everywhere and everything. You look to the sky for cues about every aspect of your life. The sky is your ceiling, your roof. As Willa Cather once wrote, “The earth is the floor of the sky.” And you get a bit claustrophobic when you can’t see the sky. I lived back east and in the south for several years and felt … vulnerable … when I couldn’t see a vast expanse of sky. My son reported recently that when a storm warning in downtown Denver sent everyone scurrying inside for cover, his first instinct was to run outside and look up.
Perhaps you have to be a plains dweller to fully appreciate this; I don’t know. I just know I felt displaced and out of sync when I didn’t have a big sky. This is Mother Nature doing her thing on a grand scale, and she’s magnificent.
There’s a bit of footage after the end credits (enjoy the sound behind the credits), so don’t quit too soon. And consider watching the main video with the sound turned off. Personally I found the music distracting.