Wait ten minutes. That's an old saying in Iowa, and I'm sure plenty of other places. I recently got my first smart phone, mainly so we would have access to weather radar and GPS when we travel without using our Hotspot. Last Wednesday, the day before the Fourth, we took off with our camper for Johnson-Sauk State Park near Kewanee, IL--about two hours away. Nothing on the radar. Temperature in the high 80s.
Right after we crossed the Mississippi and were circling the Quad Cities, we hit a torrential downpour. That's even what they called it on the local radio station: torrential. Visibility was so bad that we pulled off twice. That is not something I have ever seen my husband do. The temperature dropped from 92 to 69 in a matter of minutes. Still nothing on the radar.
We finally drove out of it into bright sun and the temp soared back to 88. As we neared our exit on I-80, we could see very black clouds to the southwest. Some rain in the distance on the radar but nothing close. As we drove in the park, another downpour hit and the temperature dropped to the 70s. The picture above was taken as we sat for almost a half hour, ironically waiting to fill our water tank.
Right after we crossed the Mississippi and were circling the Quad Cities, we hit a torrential downpour. That's even what they called it on the local radio station: torrential. Visibility was so bad that we pulled off twice. That is not something I have ever seen my husband do. The temperature dropped from 92 to 69 in a matter of minutes. Still nothing on the radar.
We finally drove out of it into bright sun and the temp soared back to 88. As we neared our exit on I-80, we could see very black clouds to the southwest. Some rain in the distance on the radar but nothing close. As we drove in the park, another downpour hit and the temperature dropped to the 70s. The picture above was taken as we sat for almost a half hour, ironically waiting to fill our water tank.
The next three days were hot, humid, partly sunny with a constant threat of storms. Thursday, July 4, our son and his two children came out from Kewanee and we planned to grill pork loin chops over the fire to have with our fresh sweet corn. First, the fire ring on our site had apparently not been cleaned out in several years, and then shortly after the cooking started, a shower threatened the fire and emergency measures had to be taken. The finished meal was moved inside for the actual eating. Elliot was sure if he had one more kayak paddle, he could build a teepee to shelter the fire.
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