Sitting between two canyon walls can create unexpected winds what seems like they come out of nowhere.
In the springtime, the winds would kick up and I could sit up at the office and watch the waves on the small lake. At first they would be going in one direction and just like drop of a dime-the winds would switch direction.
As we fade in and out of the Monsoon season, once again, the winds are unpredictable. The last several nights between 6:30 and 7:30 pm out of nowhere the winds would kick up as if a storm was coming in-but we received no rain or storms.
The other night as we were sitting and relaxing the winds again kicked up out of nowhere and rolled through the canyon walls. As we looked at each other and wonder what the heck-when I looked out and see the diesel pusher’s just across from us, awning taking flying lesson!
Knowing they were an older couple and they had just got home from the peach fest, I told Brian that they need our help.
As we went over here was two older gentleman and one lady trying to keep the awning from flying over and doing any more damage to the motorhome. So Brian and came to the rescue to help out.
As we were trying to help and figure out what to do, I notice that his awning over the door was the next thing to take flight, so I suggest that we hold the one down while he puts up the other awning.
We finally manage to get the awning somewhat rolled up and the arms down. The good news is that the group he was with was having an awning guy come out the next day and he would have that guy look at his to see what he could do until he got back to South Dakota where he was from.
Later on, while outside talking to our park ranger,this gentleman came over to us with a bottle of wine. He told us that we would not find that wine anywhere around here. It was called Red Ass Rhubarb Wine.
The awning guy did come out and got his awning fixed up enough for him to get back to South Dakota where he will probably have to have a new one put one. So all was not lost to this crazy canyon wind. The next morning, a camp host brought up a tent that almost landed into one of our fishing lakes.
In the springtime, the winds would kick up and I could sit up at the office and watch the waves on the small lake. At first they would be going in one direction and just like drop of a dime-the winds would switch direction.
As we fade in and out of the Monsoon season, once again, the winds are unpredictable. The last several nights between 6:30 and 7:30 pm out of nowhere the winds would kick up as if a storm was coming in-but we received no rain or storms.
The other night as we were sitting and relaxing the winds again kicked up out of nowhere and rolled through the canyon walls. As we looked at each other and wonder what the heck-when I looked out and see the diesel pusher’s just across from us, awning taking flying lesson!
Knowing they were an older couple and they had just got home from the peach fest, I told Brian that they need our help.
As we went over here was two older gentleman and one lady trying to keep the awning from flying over and doing any more damage to the motorhome. So Brian and came to the rescue to help out.
As we were trying to help and figure out what to do, I notice that his awning over the door was the next thing to take flight, so I suggest that we hold the one down while he puts up the other awning.
We finally manage to get the awning somewhat rolled up and the arms down. The good news is that the group he was with was having an awning guy come out the next day and he would have that guy look at his to see what he could do until he got back to South Dakota where he was from.
Later on, while outside talking to our park ranger,this gentleman came over to us with a bottle of wine. He told us that we would not find that wine anywhere around here. It was called Red Ass Rhubarb Wine.
The awning guy did come out and got his awning fixed up enough for him to get back to South Dakota where he will probably have to have a new one put one. So all was not lost to this crazy canyon wind. The next morning, a camp host brought up a tent that almost landed into one of our fishing lakes.
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