After reports in the national media and on social media, I was sent to Michigan City, Ind. on Thursday evening to photograph the scene of a colossal pileup. My drive happened to coincide with one of the worst snow storms I’ve ever had to drive through (and this is coming from someone who lived in Wyoming). Somehow I made it and was able to make a few pictures of the destruction along the interstate. It’s truly unlike anything I had ever seen. It was so unread it seemed like something one might see in a disaster movie.
I spent most of my workday on Monday waiting at the scene of a fatal plane crash on South Bend’s west side. A day earlier the small luxury jet fell out of the sky, hitting a residential neighborhood near the South Bend Regional Airport. Miraculously no one on the ground was killed in the accident. Two people in the jet were killed in the crash.
For the first time in the year I’ve been at the South Bend Tribune, I finally photographed some flames. Usually when I am called out for fires, I get there just in time to see the firefighters rolling up their hoses or looking around at a smoking home. This fire, as it turned out, was one of the worst in the city of Mishawaka in several decades and by far the worst I have ever photographed.
It’s been a little windy the past couple of days. And by a little, I mean we had wind gusts reported at 90 mph on Thursday. Welcome to Wyoming.
Tuesday started off as a very slow day until it wasn’t. I was on my way back from Wheatland Tuesday afternoon when a severe thunderstorm rolled through town. Luckily, I was miles north on Interstate 25 when a hail storm pounded much of the central part of the city, leaving cars across the city dimpled with hail dents. When I drove past the Wyoming State Capitol, it became apparent this wasn’t a typical hail storm. There was a ton of hail. I swung by the office then headed back out to look for storm aftermath shots. I parked near Pando Park and shot a few kids playing in the park that was submerged in about 40 inches of water. A parent mentioned Pershing Avenue got pounded by the hail. I jumped in my truck and drove over to Pershing. A few blocks down the street, I noticed some extreme fog in a cemetery and doubled back to shoot a ghostly shot of the fog rising amongst the tombstones. At this point, I had to put my truck into four wheel drive to make it down the streets. A police car caught my eye as I headed south. One of the intersections – 23rd Street and Bradley Avenue – was completely submerged and covered in hail. I noticed a lot of people gathered at the intersection as some residents tried to clear drains. I ended up shooting most of my take at that intersection. I’ve been in Cheyenne for seven months now, and this is by far the craziest story I’ve covered. I have never seen hail like this before, especially with such a large accumulation. It reminds me of a scene from “The Day After Tomorrow.”