We'd sure like to meet the guy or gal who pontificated it would be dry and warm here in Arizona. In the Old Days, whoever made such a wildly inaccurate pronouncement could have been tarred and feathered and run out of town on a rail.
This week ending storm stuck one on us, so to speak. It's rare when it snows at our elevation of 3,500 feet and even ore rare when the snow sticks. The photos speak for themselves. Oddly, we did manage to go out into the white desert TWICE to shoot some new reloads through our 93-year-old relic, the Colt 1917 .45 caliber revolver. The road was total pig sty slop and the desert floor a skating rink of slippery mud. Luckily, we enjoyed perhaps the only two "holes in the clouds" that happened all day long. Both times, the holes closed and it began raining and/or snowing within 3 minutes after we packed everything in Suzi Q.
It was quite the Wild Weather Day. Up in the High Country, over a half a foot fell most everywhere and some "favored" locations reported as much as 18 inches. The typical litany of accidents and roads closures were noted. It's supposed to clear up today. It will be very cold--at least for this neck of the woods--but at least it will be clear. We hope to go hiking in The Red Rocks.
Have a great day & Many Cheers, jp