Monsoon has been pretty predictable the past few days, with nightly thunderstorms but no real downpours. Last night was the heaviest rain so far, with my rain gauge showing .75″. Which is far from a record but enough to cause erosion issues.
At evening walkie I began to think it might not even rain at all. Sky was cloudy but not really threatening. It didn’t get going last night until after dark, and kept raining well after bedtime. There was one close lightning strike and really startling thunderclap that made poor Tobie wish he were anywhere but here. But other than that it was just rain, not really a storm at all in terms of worrying if the cabin’s going to stay up.
I would have expected the wash to run more than it did…
…but we just got a trickle, which suggests that the rain was local and wasn’t very hard up on the plateau where the water damage always come from. But locally…
…I always have to consider what those ash deposits in the gully behind the Lair are going to do. A sharp heavy rain brings that mud down into the drainage ditch I had to dig before I could even put a cabin here…
…and it has been known to fill that ditch right up with the most evil mud I’ve ever encountered. This time it was just a coating, though.
And the only possible bad outcome would have been it plugging my kitchen sink’s outlet – which happens so often it doesn’t even qualify as damage, just something Joel should check any time he sees new grey mud in the drainage ditch, before he tries to wash dishes.
Does Tobie tag along to the range? Hard to imagine your faithful companion is gun-shy. Perhaps he just doesn’t like God’s light artillery.
Tobie, like every dog I’ve ever had, wants nothing whatsoever to do with guns. I think most dogs have to be trained very young to put up with gunfire calmly.
Just curious, did you install a lighting rod on your cabin?
It’s a good thing that the guys who picked up the tractor did it when they did. This rain could have been a complication.