The Calm Before The Storm


So it’s been a whole eight months since my last adventure, not including quick mini trips to go snowboarding and snowmobiling in Colorado, or to drive to Miami for a quick jaunt before helping escort my friend Jack‘s iguana to his new apartment in New Jersey, or to visit King Tut at the Franklin Institute, Philadelphia’s super fun science museum.  During the past eight months I’ve more or less stayed put in New York City, still working at a youthful interactive advertising agency where we drink beer and forward YouTube links to each other all day.  But while living in New York is grand—especially on the days you run into Mr. T or Gary Coleman—it’s still nice to get away from it all and see the world.

Many fans and friends have bugged me over the past eight months, asking the same burning question:  “So, where’s your next trip?” (I believe I’ve heard it about a million times.) Well, as it is, I’m gearing up for the next trip, leaving this week on May 26th in fact, to a destination that only a few privileged people know about.  If you were take three guesses, you probably wouldn’t guess where since it’s a complete departure from my usual sort of places—in fact, it’s (gasp) domestic.  But if in your three guesses you were to say, “Oklahoma!” you’d be correct—after of which you’d ask the next burning question, “Why the hell are you going there?”

The answer is best summed up in one word:  tornadoes.

I’VE ALWAYS BEEN a fan of weather—severe weather—especially on the days that it’s not ruining any plans I have that require it to be sunny.  I really enjoy a good lightning storm when I’m out somewhere with a good vantage point, and unlike most New Yorkers, I think it’s cool when it snows in the middle of spring.  Some days in New York, when the sky gets really dark and ominous in the middle of day, I get excited because it looks like the end of Ghostbusters, and Gozer the Gozerian is about to take form of the the Stay Puft Marshmallow Man.  Storms are never necessarily a bad thing in my mind—in fact, news of destructive storms awe me in a way; it’s a reminder that no matter how grand mankind thinks he is, Mother Nature can still kick his ass. 

Growing up in the northeast of America, where tornadoes aren’t common and are almost mythical, twisters have become a novelty to me, a sought out trophy to behold.  In my existence I’ve only seen one tornado in real life—off the coast of Zanzibar in eastern Africa—and I remember being really thrilled to be in its presence, even if far away.  I don’t know if it’s because of the movie Twister, that movie with Bill Paxton and Helen Hunt as tornado chasers that’s on HBO about twenty times a day, but apparently I’m not the only tornado fan out there; I remember Lara saying she wanted to see one, and wanted to go tornado chasing with me one day.  In fact, when planning this upcoming trip, I e-mailed her to join me, but she declined for whatever reason.  And so, I booked the tornado chasing tour by myself.

That’s right, it’s a tornado chasing tour.  Lara and I had always wondered if there was a tour operator that actually took tourists on tornado chases, and wouldn’t you know, a couple of months ago, I read about one in National Geographic. The article mentioned the Texas-based tour operator Tempest Tours, the self-proclaimed “most successful, most professional and safest operator in the industry”—I didn’t even know there was an actual industry.  Partnered with the American Meteorological Society and the National Weather Association, Tempest Tours has recently guided a film crew for The Weather Channel.  I feel sort of privileged to be going with them, even though they can’t guarantee an actual tornado sighting—much like a wildlife safari can’t guarantee you’ll see a lion—and the fact that they made me sign this incredible waiver that states in big bold capital letters:  ”I AM AWARE THAT STORM CHASING IS A HAZARDOUS ACTIVITY AND HAS CERTAIN INHERENT RISKS. THESE INCLUDE, BUT ARE NOT LIMITED TO, DEATH OR BODILY INJURY DUE TO TRAFFIC ACCIDENTS; SEVERE WEATHER CONDITIONS SUCH AS HAIL, LIGHTNING, RAIN, FLOODING, FLYING DEBRIS, AND TORNADOES. I AM VOLUNTARILY PARTICIPATING IN THESE ACTIVITIES WITH KNOWLEDGE OF THE DANGER INVOLVED AND HEREBY AGREE TO ACCEPT ANY AND ALL RISKS OF INJURY OR DEATH.

As excited as I was to sign my life away (yet again), I almost didn’t make the cut; just when I was solidifying my decision to register for the Memorial Week tour, Tempest’s relatively small tour group was already full—most likely because of their recent press—but they squeezed me in, since I was just a solo traveler.  Since then, I think their popularity grew for them enough to squeeze six more people in, taking an additional van along than their usual trips.  (Tornadoes are apparently the “in” thing now.) There will be nineteen of us in the group, from all parts of the country (and possibly the world), to be led by a team of meteorologists who will teach us in the ways of storm tracking, so that we can intercept as many tornadoes as we can in eight days.  It’s crazy, but I’m very excited, much to my mother’s chagrin—you should have been there to see her reaction when I told her I was going to do this (picture above).

I will be flying to Oklahoma City in the heart of “Tornado Alley”—with my video camera and the Milton Bradley game Twister in my bag—where the tour will meet and group together.  From there, we can be anywhere in the plains depending on weather patterns: northern Texas, Oklahoma, Kansas—and if swept away, quite possibly Oz.  Because of the nature of the tour—most of it taking place in the N.I.Z. I assume—I’ve decided not to stress myself out looking for an internet connection everyday to blog about the trip, and will just do a video about it at the end.  Hopefully I’ll live to tell the tale, edit it, and post it on YouTube so that I can forward it around at the office.

Stay tuned, the storm is brewing…


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This blog entry was originally posted on May 20, 2007 on the travel blog, "The Global Trip: Twisted." It is one of nine entries that chronicled a tornado chasing tour of the American midwest in the late spring of 2007.


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