This was one of those days where we try to hold onto a sliver of hope we will have operations, even though we know the chances are slim to none. Waking up in central North Dakota with prospects of High Plains severe weather in Wyoming and Nebraska possible in the next couple days, we headed south through the gorgeous rolling hills of the Dakotas and Nebraska Sandhills. We tried to convince ourselves that maybe…maybe…we could have a targetable storm develop in the Platte River Valley of central Nebraska, but the crystal clear blue sky told us it wasn’t in the cards. Instead, we were able to just enjoy the ride.
We set up shop for the night in North Platte to prepare for a jog west on I-80 to the Cheyenne area.