In a word, ugh.
We set out of OKC in the morning and targeted El Reno and points west.
We had lunch in El Reno and watched the dryline bubble up and start deep moist convection. Because of the shear involved, we figured any storm that went up big would be a long-lasting, prolific tornado producer.
Wow, were we wrong.
Just as we lost data coverage (thank you very much, western Oklahoma), the storm fell apart. Problem is, we couldn't see that because of the haze. So we were following along based on tornado warnings relayed by local radio stations.
When we finally got data coverage back, it was obvious we were behind a barely-broken line of potentially tornadic supercells and in no position to catch them.
What hurt, though, was not only that there were damaging (deadly, actually) tornadoes, but also the fact that just about every other chaser, it seems, caught at least one photogenic tornado. Including the storm of the day, which hit El Reno, where we had had lunch.
Ouch.
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