Black Warrior River - Weather History

Weather History

On April 8, 1998, a supercell thunderstorm produced an F3 tornado and it traveled north of the city of Tuscaloosa. Two injuries were reported and five homes and 11 mobile homes were destroyed from this storm that traveled over 17 miles (27 km) from Holman to north of Northport. 24 homes and 13 mobile homes were also damaged. The worst of the outbreak started around 7:00 PM CDT when a supercell originating from Mississippi entered Pickens and Tuscaloosa Counties and traveled north of the city of Tuscaloosa. Two injuries were reported and five homes and 11 mobile homes were destroyed from this storm that traveled over 17 miles (27 km) from Holman to north of Northport. 24 homes and 13 mobile homes were also damaged.

On December 16, 2000, an F4 tornado struck south of downtown Tuscaloosa. It touched down before 1:00PM CDT near the Black Warrior River in southern Tuscaloosa County and proceeded northeastward for 18 miles (28.8 km) across the Englewood, Hinton Place, Hillcrest Meadows, Bear Creek and Woodland Forest communities. A Tornado emergency was issued for the area before it lifted near Cottondale east of Tuscaloosa near Interstate 20. At its peak intensity, the tornado was about 750 yards wide. The worst damage was located near the Bear Creek area where F4 damage occurred. Near I-20, several commercial buildings including hotels and restaurants were heavily damaged and a shopping center near Route 69 was also hit and partially destroyed. Damage was estimated at over $12 million US (2000 dollars). Over 40 houses and 70 mobile homes were completely destroyed with hundreds more seriously damaged.

On April 27, 2011, an F5 tornado struck northeastern Tuscaloosa County and traveled across the river into western Jefferson County where it destroyed many buildings in Pleasant Grove and killed thirty-two people in its path.

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