Today we decided to take the Kayak to the Altus Lake near Quartz Mountain. It was supposed to be 70 degrees and we've been enjoying the new Kayak and decided not to battle the celebrating crowds elsewhere. Beautiful sunny day, not a cloud in the sky on the way over. When we initially stopped at Blair on our way to the lake it was 78 degrees outside. Weather we didn't have this summer or very much of this spring. I will post more about our visit to the lake later, but I wanted to put the photos from this dust storm up. I've never been in a dust storm, but my fascination with the lives of people during the 30s on the Great Plains has been long lasting. I've read Steinbeck, Egan and other authors, bought the documentaries and read old accounts of dust bowl survivors. So, to see this cloud of dust approaching was something else. It is hard to imagine what it must be like to experience something like that, until you do.
I went hoping for a beautiful mountain sunset...and I found the sun blotted out by the dust. I still wonder what the man who was holding the "End of Times" sign in downtown Altus thought today..when this storm blew in.
This was a "dog shot" hanging out the window with my camera... I know, dangerous. I know very well as I was almost the victim of a Buzzard this summer. But... what can you do when you need to photograph something. Oh, the antenna, really was a distraction for the shot.