Jay Honeck wrote:
Trust me, I felt pretty stupid, especially after Mary told me not to
leave because one of several tornadoes were approaching.
Trouble was, I seriously thought that I had the superior weather
instrument, being in the weather room at the airport. The radar there
was showing that the worst of the storm had passed.
I won't make that mistake again.

In article ,
Jack Allison wrote:
Phew, for a minute, I thought you were going to say you were looking at
Pilot Mycast on your cell phone. I have this strange dream where you're
showing this to a bunch of us, we're in a nice restaurant (under a
Tornado watch), we're done with dinner and walking back to
camp...when...wham, instantly soaked. Poof, then I wake up in a cold
sweat...no, wait, it's not sweat, it's a tent dripping on me :-)

Jack, your dream sounds incredibly like AirVenture 2005!
In my version, I believe you were in the pizza joint across the road
while Laurence and I were enjoying a fine meal at the Hilton while the
rain was sheeting the western windows. It stopped raining long enough
for us to saunter back to our campsite and retire to our respective
tents.
Shortly thereafter, the wind and rain returned. It is the only time I
have watched wind driven rain force its way through the interlocked
teeth of a closed zipper.
Yes, I stayed dry, but I didn't get to sleep until the storm blew
through.