Dry Microbursts

June 21, 2007 at 5:19 pm

So, last night Mark and I were hanging out, when we heard the house creek and a weird howl creeped in from the gathering dusk. We peaked our head out the door and saw a wall of dust blow by. An unfortunate woman was walking her dog near our house, and she ducked into or alcove for cover while yelling “What the h*@$ is going on??” At first I thought it was a straight-up dust storm. But then the cloud blew into view, and we were hit with the next wall. That’s when the idea of a dry microburst hit me. And a small rock.