This is a spot just downstream from where “my” wash joins up with another that originates in high country south of here. The – none of these have names, I just call it the south wash – runs more often but usually less dramatically than mine and can often be crossed safely even when it’s mildly in flood.
When both washes run simultaneously, things downstream can get very dramatic indeed and nobody’s going anywhere for a while. The dirt roads and dry washes snake around each other like spaghetti on a plate – people have been caught on the road between flooded crossings and there’s nothing to do but wait in the truck until the road’s passable again. Most people around here are smart enough to pay attention to their truck kits, especially during Monsoon.