
A SpaceX Falcon 9 rocket launches with an Italian radar satellite on January 31, 2022, with the booster returning to Cape Canaveral. Photo (c) 2022 by Chris Kridler, ChrisKridler.com
The launch wasn’t very close, given I shot it from Rockledge, Florida, along the banks of the Indian River Lagoon. But today, the wide shot was pretty. The purples of twilight, with cirrus clouds catching the pink of the setting sun, offered a lovely backdrop for the launch of a Falcon 9 rocket with an Italian radar satellite.
I had a moment of regret that I didn’t have my super-big lens when the booster turned around and headed back home as the payload continued on its way. At a different time of day (or night), this “jellyfish” might have been even brighter, but it was still impressive. In my shots, it’s just a small part of the whole, but you can see the bright heat of the engines as white dots.
Nights like this make me feel like I’m living in a science-fiction movie with a spaceport just down the road. And with the number of launches scheduled for this year, we’ll be seeing a lot more sights like this one, I hope.
Several seconds after the rocket booster returned and landed at Cape Canaveral, we were rewarded with the sonic boom. They’re always satisfying, somehow – and it’s a fun moment in the video.

A SpaceX Falcon 9 rocket launches with an Italian radar satellite on January 31, 2022. Here the payload heads on its way while the booster (the left bright dot) turns around and aims for Cape Canaveral. Photo (c) 2022 by Chris Kridler, ChrisKridler.com




Back in 2001, when I’d been chasing storms for just a few years, Dave Lewison and I met up with Scott Blair and Jason Politte on May 30 and headed into northeast New Mexico in pursuit of supercells. We found one that formed on the high plains. There were cold temperatures aloft and the perfect ingredients for rock-hard hail. We knew the storm was producing this hail – we could see it, falling from the cloud like a white waterfall – and we were determined to get ahead of it.
Even now, chasers get caught by hail. Hell, some chasers rush into it. But back in the days of no in-car radar data, when we’d “go visual” to figure out where to be in relation to the storm, it was even easier to screw up. And boy, did we screw up. We got on I-40 and were caught by the storm just inside the Texas Panhandle, with no exits or shelter in sight. Our cars were bombed by sideways-blowing hail for about ten minutes, including stones up to baseball size. To this day, I avoid chasing storms on Interstates because of this experience. See more pictures and a thorough account of this chase in the