The wind made walking to Slate Street for a lunch meeting oh so adventurous. Plastic bag stuck in trees. Dirt in my eyes. Nabbing a quick trip on the D-Ride (which is free—rad!). It’s a joyous spring day in Burque—I just hate wind.But not everyone hates wind! In fact, some people seek it out. They call themselves Storm Chasers, though I might call them slightly unbalanced. Given that our state isn’t normally know for twisters, I didn’t even know there were such groups in New Mexico. I did see a tornado outside of Tucumcari once, and the recent devastation along our border is nothing to scoff at, but still—Storm Chasers? Major cajones .
Wild Wild Wind
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