Posted on 07/16/2017 6:48:55 PM PDT by BenLurkin
I remember in military training in the Mohabi...we were advised not to sleep in the dry stream beds.
About the boulders, there was one as big as a house in the early 90s, it came down a steep mountain in S. CA. It bounced several times and every time it impacted it smashed trees as big around as 50 gallon drums and traveled down about 1,000 feet before stopping. It was dislodged by an earthquake if I’m not mistaken.
Pima County is pretty Left, so that wouldn’t surprise me. Jared Loughner was ‘protected’ from people who complained about his behavior because his mom worked for (I believe) Parks and Recreation in Tucson. Dems always watch out for and protect their compatriots.
People seem to think javelinas are harmless. I have often had to lift and hold our little doggie when confronted with a herd of javelina (I always watch ahead of where we are walking). They can be vicious.
From COLLATERAL CRIMES (Set in the Tonto Basin — several miles south of Payson)
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Jonathan looked back again and said, Hes right behind us.
They forged ahead, the canyon walls closing in, rising to a thousand feet on either side, the banks disappearing, the creek flowing faster as it filled the deep pools in their path.
They were in Hells Gate.
They swam hard against the current, and were almost through the pools when the rain started and the water turned muddy. The rain stung their faces, coming at them head on as it was funneled though the canyon by the howling wind. A lightning bolt struck a tree at the top of the canyon; thunder boomed, echoing across the mountain tops, becoming fainter with every repetition. The sky flashed again and again, as jagged bolts streaked across the clouds. The air was pungent with the smell of ozone and burning pine trees, and smoke filled the canyon until they couldnt see the trail. They stopped.
Jonathan said, Which way?
A wall of muddy water burst down onto them, throwing them backwards down the creek. The flood was pushing rocks and tree branches along with them. Jonathan felt himself being pulled underwater as the angry brown water engulfed him. It seemed like a lifetime but eventually he was able to climb up onto a ledge just above the water. He was disoriented and struggled to get his bearings, but when he did, he discovered he was alone.
COLLATERAL CRIMES
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I had a buddy who went bow hunting for javelina. He set up camp on a Friday night, and after breakfast sat down to adjust his bow when a big javelina came charging right into camp and straight towards him.
He lifted the bow and fired, striking the javalina dead in its tracks.
It was a very short hunt.
News said that the area had recent fires which removed the vegetation, making flash flooding even worse.
Years ago in the midwest the guy who owned land up the creek from us had his place logged. The following spring there was heavy rain and with no cover to slow it down and let it soak in, it turned into a wall of water mixed with all of his topsoil that ripped out our bridge, scoured out the chicken coop, and caved in the back of our house and filled in our pond before exiting to the river below. The house had stood there high and dry for 60 years when the area was covered with trees. After that guy’s place was logged it flooded out every year for 15-20 years before enough growth returned to stop the annual flooding.
Yep, here is a pic of the usually dry Rillito River in Tucson during a big monsoon season -
It's a bit late here, but we just got our second monsoon storm of 1/2 inch tonight and the Colorado River toads are out and croaking away...:^)
Yikes. RIP.
This year’s fires have done a number!
Sad event in your part of the country.
Even sadder is that I’ve been at that particular spot in Tucson, when it looked just like that. In fact, I’ve seen a lot of dry rivers look like that. No clouds in the sky, but flash floods.
In fact, one winter, we were on our way to Tucson, and from St George, UT on, all the roads were closed behind us because the water was just too high and too fierce. We were pulling a 19’ RV, and had to make a 120 mile detour because the roads were washed out on the route we had chosen.
In this part of the country, ya don’t wanna mess with Ma Nature!
I thought you probably had.
Prayers for the victims...
They were not camping it was a SWIMMING HOLE. But what do I know, I live 90 miles away...
Non sequitur, they were not in cars sheesh..Mesa Az..
Campbell and the Rillito. I remember that flood, the bike trail was a mess for months after. The sands on the bottom got all shifted and the “low flow” path changed. About 100 yards to the right of this picture a tree stump the size of an Econoline “appeared” with this flood. Still there the last time I hit that chunk of the trail.
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