Thu, 8 September 2005
I stop by the Motorpool to repair a vehicle’s flat tire. The workshop’s location is prime with a commanding view of the flightline. It’s in the middle of the afternoon, and I notice something moving along the flightline. It’s swirling and growing – a dust devil in the making. I just stand there and watch as several of these devils grown into semi-tornadoes a few hundred feet in vertical height. As it glides across the runway, it encounters a few tents in its path. No destruction, but I’m sure that the folks inside are a little perturbed with the invasion of dust and wind. After a couple of minutes the vortices soon die out and another one starts up.
Thursday, September 15, 2005
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