We have had quite the drought this summer, with no rain. That finally changed with a quick storm that rolled in and gave us some rain, hail, and a little snow!
We took the opportunity to run out to the rim to see if we could get some storm pix.
We loved the sky opening up and raining on the valley below. It made for some spectacular views.
When it rains on your parade, look up not down. Without the rain, there is no rainbow.
Bad weather always looks worse through a window…. gotta get out there and feel the storm and it’s intensity to live life to the fullest.
It turned out to be a great day for storm watching.
If you’ve been to Mogollon Rim by way of Forest Road 95, you’ve passed over the bridge at East Clear Creek.
The road itself is dusty, windy, and beautiful. It’s kind of like a suspense thriller – and I don’t mean spooky guy at the end. In fact, for me it’s a plot that thickens. It starts with boring tall forest to pull you in. It’s nice enough, but sorta drab.
Then it sprinkles in some cool craggy oaks, and the occasional fir. Then.. just as you turn the corner, it grabs you with more breathtaking views.
It’s a suspense thriller with a happy ending.
… and sometimes unexpected twists and turns.
Life gets busy, but we should never be so busy that we don’t take time out to frequent our favorite spots and do the things that rock our individual boats … and for us that includes the Mogollon Rim.
We actually got snow, sleet, hail, and rain during our short trip, which made for awesome scenery and elk wondering what we were doing there.
It made me wonder what took us so long… oh, there was that project, and that chore, and that meeting, plus that snow storm, the roads were closed… well, okay.
Always find time to smell the roses, or in our case fresh forest air.
Before Fall Colors have even popped yet, we got our first snowfall. Fall Colors dropped against the blanket of fresh snow made the maple leaves in their varying color stand out.
I love the contrast of color Fall brings, with the green Pines, yellowing Oaks, and emerging reds amidst the scattered Maples. It’s a potpourri of color and textures.
The snow just adds another dimension in this already gorgeous time in our myriad of seasons we get to enjoy.
For more of my fall color photos, check out my post here… https://kritterspix.com/2018/10/20/first-snow-2/
It’s hard for me to imagine that this was our first trip to the rim this year. It’s June already, and we just haven’t found time. Life sometimes just gets away from one.
Unfortunately another deterrent has been that much of ‘our’ rim has been closed due to a local fire…. WAY TOO CLOSE to home. Only 20 miles away, this one was a scary one. It was more the area that made it difficult for firefighters. The rim is very steep with a lot of dead and down, fallen pine needles and thick dry forest due to years of Forest Service policy of no-burning. This particular steep area can’t be reached by fire fighters, so all they could do was hold it back and try to avert it from cresting over the ridge.
The good news of it is, that it had top priority in the Southwest, which meant that it got all the resources they needed. Local control was handed over to the Feds, as they brought over 1200 firefighters, helicopters, and planes to douse it out and work the fire lines. The comforting fact was that they were clearly working it hard… we had regular meetings held locally by the Forest Service to give us status reports and answer any questions we had. It is now, thankfully, completely under control… and smoke is dissipating.
So we thought we’d make a trip to the rim – at least the outskirts of the area that isn’t closed – to see if we could get some pix.
The animals were out if force, seemingly enjoying the nice day just as we were.
We couldn’t actually get close enough to the fire to see any smoke, other than that on the murky horizon. But we enjoyed a very pleasant and relaxing day out – and wondered, what has taken us so long?
I must admit, I never ever thought I could get used to snow. I hate the cold.
But never say never. Now that we live somewhere where we have 4 seasons, I enjoy every one of them… including the snow. There is something pristine and innocent about the beauty and cleanness of snow.
It hangs on the trees and coats the ground in white fluffy clumps. If one is lucky, the first snow of the year coincides with the end of fall… and changing of the colors, yielding an intersection of seasons in all it’s beauty. Check out my Snow Trees post on kritterspix.com.