Hail, Hail, The Gang's All Here

Our carload of weary backpackers found themselves pelted by golf ball-sized hail from beneath an isolated cumulonimbus cell south of Pueblo, Colorado on May 30, 1982. We were on our way back home to Iowa from the Durango area when a huge mushroom cloud loomed in front of us south of Pueblo. It was dumb luck that we got loosed-upon as there were no other clouds in the sky other than the big one we had to drive into! The hail forced us to pull over to the side of the road and wait the storm out--with our windshield intact.