It was a day of out-cycling storms, which was a fairly frequent occurrence throughout the route.

I raced down the driveway of this ranch just as a hail storm began. Without a rancher in sight, I hid in a barn with the ranch dog until the storm passed. We were both shivering. Me from being wet and cold, the dog from be terrified of the storm.

The sunset after the storm was a bit of photographic luck. Being in the right place at the right time, while recognizing the opportunity.