My parents and I were a little more than forty miles from Iowa City when the sky opened up over I-80 and a rainstorm that would have made Noah reach for his life jacket hit the area, bringing traffic down to a crawl. The wipers were useless – I couldn’t see a thing. This lasted for about twenty minutes.
I didn’t know about the rainbow until my parents turned around and noticed it right behind us, so I hit the shoulder, rolled down the window, and took a few shots. This is one of the strongest rainbows I’ve ever seen. The faint second rainbow isn’t a camera thing – there was a second, inverted rainbow right over the first one. I’m not sure what the science behind that effect is, but it was cool.
When I pulled into a gas station about ten minutes later, most of the rainbow was gone, except for one last remnant of it dropping down from the clouds like a blurred, multicolored lightning bolt.