I had just turned into the cul-de-sac when it started raining.
My timing couldn’t have been better. I had left El Rancho Pendejo 90 minutes earlier for a brisk morning march along various foothills trails, because the weather wizards were predicting thundershowers. And when I turned around, up by Embudo Dam, I saw that they did not lie.
So I cranked up the pace a bit as the skies darkened, and then darkened some more. The wind sprang up, as it will, out of the north. Onward.
Finally, just past Candelaria on Trail 365, I broke into a run. Or what I call a run, anyway. A runner might disagree, or perhaps just laugh out loud.
And then, boom, just as I got home, the skies opened up and pissed rain … for a solid minute. Maybe two.
Oh, well. In the desert, two minutes of rain is better than none.
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We had the same Minute of Rain up here. Then nothing happened except its a whole lot cooler.
Boy, no kiddin’. It’s just 60° here just before 7 a.m. High of 86° in the forecast.
47 deg at the airport up here. Quite a shock from recent days and weeks. We were huddled under the summer covers wishing for a second dog on the bed.
I see you had a buddy along. Nothing quite as comforting as a nice piece of hickory. Nice pix, and the weather was the same down here. Our neck of the woods set some heat and dryness records that no one wanted. August and July were the first and second hottest months on record for Tucson.
I like that stick. Makes me feel like Little John with his quarterstaff in “Robin Hood.”
One of my faves. Have the restored version on DVD.
Meanwhile, in Phoenix:
Adds the WaPo: “No significant relief from the heat is in the forecast. …”
Another round of record or near record heat starting tomorrow. Se the climate section towards the end of the page. The rain we got yesterday was only 1/10 of an inch. Boo and also hiss.
https://forecast.weather.gov/product.php?site=TWC&issuedby=TWC&product=AFD&format=CI&version=1&glossary=1
Coloradans when they get 2 minutes of rain:
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Yeah. That’s what I do when I’m caught up on a ridge at 11,000 feet in the Rockies. “Oh Father. Who art thou in heaven. Please do not send down a gazillion volt bolt of lightning on to my head until I can get down off of this here ridge.”
It’s a darn shame out here in Oregano land. They don’t have any of those exciting rain, wind and thunderstorms like the high country does.
The rule in Colorado and New Mexico (and probably other places as well) was “Get down by noon.” Because that’s when God takes batting practice.
As I was headed to the dam I heard voices (no, not the ones in my head), looked around, and saw two women in the sort of exercise gear better suited to the yoga studio way the hell up a rocky hillside, bouldering around.
“Good, good,” I thought. “Somebody to draw fire so I can make it home alive.”
I was on a long Sunday ride back in the aughts through the Jemez Mts. Morning was beautiful and clear. I got to La Cueva and stopped for a cookie and bottle of Gatorade and started up Rt. 126, figuring I would turn around at the end of the paved climb. Well, I happened to turn and look back to the east. Oops. Big clouds building.
So I turned around and put it in gear to get home, about thirtysome miles away (the out and back ride to LaCueva from our N. Mesa house was about a metric century). By the time I got back to Las Conchas all hell broke loose. Rain, thunder, lightning, and then nickle size hail and the temperature plummeted.
Fortunately, there is a huge rock by the side of the road near LasConchas that someone decorated to look like a dinosaur face, as there is a big gap that looks like a mouth. I scurried under the rock overhang and pulled my bike in behind me. Found my cell phone and callled for the Wife Rescue.
So Meena shows up while it is still pouring and we load the bike into the car. Started home and saw the outhouses at the nearby camp ground surrounded by bicycles, as that was the only other cover. I guess any port in a storm.
Yep. Mountains….fun!
Interesting comments, a little bit of jealousy, living in Chandler Az. What exactly is rain? I’ve forgotten!
Hi Charley from Sierra Vista. Rain is water falling from the sky if I remember right. Maybe we should do the Colorado River Toad trick and just dig down, find some damp dirt, and bury ourselves until next July.
Hold your breath! Or not!
Hot in Bibleburg thru next Monday, then an Arctic cold front comes thru late Monday with rain/maybe snow at higher elevations. High in the upper 40Fs on Tuesday! 🙂
Wow. First fire, then ice.