Friday evening was beautiful - Lots of widely scattered billowy clouds, but nothing scary looking. Mostly sunny and a light breeze. A perfect day for flying around the area. I jumped in the plane and headed out over the west practice area and toward the little town of Vernonia to the northwest. I wanted to fly over and take a look at it from the air, since a number of people I know have told me I should fly there sometime. I actually used to live close to Vernonia until last year, and have driven to the airstrip before, but I'd never flown to it. It's a grass strip in the foothills of the coastal range.
I found Vernonia with the help of my GPS and circled the airport a couple times. I decided to skip landing since I wasn't very familiar with the current state of the runway, couldn't locate a windsock, and because the hills around the strip present some challenges that I just wasn't interested in deciphering in my mind in real time. I'll probably head back there soon with my friend Dave or someone else who's flown there before. It looks like a fun place to land.
After my circles of Vernonia I spent some time flying various maneuvers and running the engine at high power, then headed back over to Hillsboro, where I did a series of touch and goes. As I was finishing up an area of heavy precipitation and convective weather started to build - quick quickly - south of Hillsboro and right between the Hillsboro airport and my destination, Twin Oaks Airpark. In retrospect, I could easily have flown through the rain to Twin Oaks at the time and landed. It would have been really wet, but that isn't a problem for flying. I would've been able to see fine, and the winds were a non-event (at that point).
View of the line of heavy rain over Twin Oaks from the east after flying over Newberg.But I decided to avoid that heavier rain altogether, and instead headed south of the area, where the weather was clearer. I flew over the Newberg valley with the intent to take a look from the other side of Twin Oaks to see if the way was clear from that side of the rain storm.
I shot a quick photo from the plane of the storm and wall of heavy rain that was falling directly on Twin Oaks Airpark. In fact, a line of heavy rain ran almost from Hillsboro Airport to Twin Oaks, and then further south from there to the ridge I had just flown on the other side of. Weather often stalls here for some reason. I'm sure someone could probably explain why, but all I know is that it happens.
The cloud layer that the rain was falling from was pretty dark and I later found out why: The bottom of the clouds was at about 3000 feet above the ground, but the tops were almost 28,000 feet when the storm got to its worst. When the photos on the right were taken, the storm had not fully built up yet. That was still to come.
One thing was clear: I was flying in weather that was still perfectly safe, but things were rapidly getting more intense. This was proven about a minute after I shot the photo of the rain line, when I heard a couple static pops in my airplane's intercom through my headset. Then, a couple seconds later, another pop and off to my left, in the area of north Portland and Vancouver, a bright flash in the distance.
639MR on the ground at Aurora, waiting out the storm. Looking west toward the nastier area.Lightning. Now, understand that I have absolutely no interest in finding out what it's like when a small airplane gets caught in the path of a lightning bolt. It was time to make a decision. I flew away from the storm to the south, back over a small airport at Newberg call Sportsman Airpark. I decided against landing there for a couple reasons. First of all, I was 3,000 feet above the airport and not too far away from the building storm. I really just wanted to be further away, and it was clear my plane flying at normal speed was going to travel much, much faster than the storm was moving. Plus, Sportsman's windsock is hard to see, especially from that altitude, and there's no real-time weather information available about the airport on the aircraft radio.
So, I decided to head east, away from the weather and to a larger airport that's about five minutes away called Aurora State. It has a much larger runway, was farm enough away to make me feel comfortable, and has automoted weather broadcasts that tell pilots exactly what's happening on the ground, updated every minute.
Landing was uneventful, and the winds were fairly light. I taxied over the Aurora Aviation and parked the plane, and took a quick photo looking back toward the Hillsboro area. The sun, which was getting lower in the sky, was shining through under the storm clouds, but was still providing plenty of heat energy up the west side of the storm clouds. I went inside and looked at the radar information. The tops were nearly 28,000 feet by this time and areas of hail and very heavy rain were covering all of Hillsboro and Twin Oaks. It was a good time to be on the ground.
Soon the winds kicked up and got quite gusty. Rain stated to pour down, and I tied down the plane and got soaked in the process. I waited out the weather along with a family of three who had also just landed there on a flight in their small plane from the Seattle area. From under cover we watched lightening storm build and brew over Hillsboro. The total wait was a little over an hour. When the weather calmed and the lightening stopped I called the Flight Service weather briefer to find out how things were looking. He told me that the sun had just set and so the storm was quickly losing its energy, and that the forecasted change was for substantially improved weather in about 15 minutes. I might run into some light to moderate rain, but I should be good to go by the time I got in the air to fly back to Hillsboro and Twin Oaks. "Just don't fly south" was the message from the weather pros. Roger that.
Storm clouds looming as the storm builds up. Shortly after this photo was taken the heavens let loose with stromg winds, rain and more lightning.I took my time and got ready to depart. As I was taxiing to the end of the runway to depart, another aircraft - a big twin engine plane - was landing. The pilot of that plane asked me how long I'd been there and what the weather had been like, then asked me where I was headed. I told him Twin Oaks, about 10 minutes away, and that I had just spoken to the briefer and checked the live weather images. He said that yes, he had just seen it was good toward Twin Oaks and that I should be good to go, and that I'd be able to see any large amounts of falling water and just go around them. I thanked him and departed.
Turns out I had to head through some light to moderate rain, then discovered there was a pretty dark wall of water between me and Twin Oaks that was probably technically legal to fly through, but which didn't appeal to me. It just wasn't worth the chance, should the visibility for any reason get worse. So, I again flew along the Newberg vallley to the south, the same way I'd come earlier in the evening. Once on the other side of the rain, I was able to see Twin Oaks clearly on the ground, between me and the rain. It was a quick and easy trip over and a completely uneventful landing.
I learned a lot today from a hands-on perspective. Among the lessons:
- Weather, especially convective storm weather, can build very quickly.
- You can always land somewhere, and if in doubt you should do just that.
- Lightning is intimidating. I already knew that from some past personal experience, but got a new perspective in the air. It's much more fun to watch from the ground.
- Don't wait until the weather gets crappy to land. I landed at Aurora 20-30 minutes before it went to crap, so my timing was good.
- If your gut tells you, even just once, that it's time to get to a safe place, DO IT.
- Had I still been in the air when the crappy weather blew through, I could have stayed flying but it would have been extremely stressful for a solo pilot in a small plane. It would not have been a positive experience and potentially could have ended up with a violated pilot ticket, damaged aircraft, and dead pilot. Which is why I didn't go anywhere close to that point.
Anyhow, I know it helps me when I memorialize these types of things. Maybe it's a form of self-accountability. This was an experience I am glad I had. I wasn't in danger, but was tested to make the right decisions in a real-world situation. And maybe if someone else reads this it will be useful to them, as well.
Anyone else ever been in that sort of situation?