I had seen a few waterspouts, wispy and threadlike, in my southern California beach town, always kind of thrilling, but then I saw one in the Gulf of Alaska in the vicinity of Cape Spencer that put them all to shame. The weather was otherwise beautiful, with a clear blue sky. The waterspout dropped out of a swirling black cloud about ten miles away from our troller, and it looked massive even at that distance. It had the bulk of an elephant's leg. Around its crown whirled four or five smaller funnels, which would sometimes drop down to the sea's surface and then pull up again. We watched for over an hour as it very slowly glided toward the shore and broke up. Unforgettable.
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5 comments:
Beats the weather in Boulder.
Wake me when they have sharks inside.
Or at least Cassie Scerbo in a bikini.
Contemplating a move from SoCal to Kenosha. This event is one tic for the con column.
I had seen a few waterspouts, wispy and threadlike, in my southern California beach town, always kind of thrilling, but then I saw one in the Gulf of Alaska in the vicinity of Cape Spencer that put them all to shame. The weather was otherwise beautiful, with a clear blue sky. The waterspout dropped out of a swirling black cloud about ten miles away from our troller, and it looked massive even at that distance. It had the bulk of an elephant's leg. Around its crown whirled four or five smaller funnels, which would sometimes drop down to the sea's surface and then pull up again. We watched for over an hour as it very slowly glided toward the shore and broke up. Unforgettable.
Amazing! Especially that it happened off the coast of boring Kenosha.
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