The hail pounding on the roof of our cabin last week sounded like a jet engine. The pea-sized pellets were slicing through the sky at an astonishing rate and so dense that sheets of hail were sliding ...
An e-mail from Terrance asks about hail formation, and he wonders if the rings in a cross section of a hail stone really represent the number of trips through the cloud. To some extent, this is true, ...