I mentioned in yesterday’s post that we were in Phoenix on Saturday. It was a nice day, lunching and shopping with my cousin and visiting with David and his roommates, among other things. It was HOT! 114 degrees! That is just too hot!
On the way home we had been noticing signs of a dust storm rolling our way, specifically this:
We decided it was time to pull off and let the dust storm roll through. We have seen too many accidents along that section of road due to dust storms and people trying to drive through them. So we pulled off and waited it out at a Starbucks. We checked the radar on our phones, heard the emergency alert alarm for the dust storm come over our phones about half an hour after we stopped, and then got back into the car and waited for the gust front to come through.
As we walked from Starbucks to our car, the wind was beginning to blow quite a bit and the dust in the air was making halos around the lights.
And then the rain began to fall.
I don’t think I’ve ever seen it rain mud before!
Once the initial front passed through, things settled down and we got back on the road. We ran into intermittent rain until just north of Tucson and then the sky was clear. The lightning going on all around us was quite spectacular, though! I wish I could have gotten a picture of that!
Friday morning dawned cold and windy with rain in the forecast for the lower elevations, snow for the higher elevations. This sight greeted us as we drove out the driveway:
Rain clouds on their way!
The cloud shadows played on the Whetstone mountains.
One of the ugliest cars I have seen in quite some time!
The wind was kicking up dust north of Tucson. The stretch from Tucson to Phoenix can sometimes be quite dangerous in the winter without crops on the irrigated portions of the desert. Often there are delays due to accidents caused by dust storms, some so severe that you cannot see a thing in front of your car.
A Palo Verde tree in blossom at the rest area along I-10 just south of Phoenix.
Saguaro cacti on a hillside north of Phoenix.
Looking east out over the Prescott National Forest. So many of the National Forests in Arizona have nothing to do with trees!
Our first glimpse of the Verde River Valley as we begin our descent into Camp Verde.
The green is the Verde River.
A mural along the side of a building in Old Town Cottonwood. Old Town Cottonwood was a curious section of town, with quaint shops, restaurants and artistic ventures. It’s only two blocks long, but full of history as many movies had scenes filmed there, including a scene from Kenny Roger’s movie “The Gambler”.
Nic’s Italian Steak and Crab house, in Old Town Cottonwood, where we had a most delicious supper.
Tomorrow I hope to post some pictures of our ride on the Verde Canyon Railroad. I only have 500 pictures to sort through for that day!