We had four downpours Saturday morning, one after another. Judging from the way the washes behaved they were centered right here and also to the south, not so much to the east which would have made our wash flood. It did run, of course, but only because all the gullies were waterfalls and the water had to go somewhere.
There’s a big ash deposit in the gully behind the Lair. Sometimes when the water’s really running there’ll be a mudslide at that deposit, and then I know I’ll have to shovel out the drainage ditch. Again.
My biggest concern here was that the gray water pipe outlet had gotten silted up, which would mean I have to clear that before I can use my sink. In this case fortunately the silt came up to just below that pipe, but didn’t plug it.
But I was still okay if I just went off to the left of the driveway a bit, around a juniper, where the drop-off was a bit less vertical. That spot is also the outlet for another gully that empties next to the driveway…
So I’m basically cut off from the wash until the end of Monsoon, call it the middle of the month, when it’ll probably be safe for Neighbor D to come out here with his loader-backhoe and build me a new driveway apron. Last year he pushed sand down from the top to make a new ramp, but this time the driveway has receded enough that I don’t believe that approach will provide enough sand to cover that damned big rock, which is too big and too deep for me to remove. For all I know it’s ten feet down; just the part that shows above the surface is too big for the Jeep to tow even if I could free it. So there’s nothing to do but haul a bunch of sand from elsewhere in the wash and rebury it – till the next flood.