Thank goodness I have a floppy hat with a chin strap, but the wind was even worse than the day before. At Tunnel Overlook, above, I managed to take one picture. Neither of us would even try the chiseled steps down into the canyon to see the tunnel for fear of being blown off balance. When I opened the door to the Bronco, the wind pulled out of my hand so fiercely, I couldn’t get it closed. Then, when I returned to the Bronco, while closing the door, the wind wrenched it so hard the arm-rest handle broke.
Tsegi Overlook was close by. The haze at the back of the canyon is dust raised by wind. This time Jim backed the Bronco into a parking spot so the wind couldn’t slam the door open.
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Driving the short distance to our third stop, Junction Overlook, the road in front of us was billowing with dust. Grit scalded my bare legs where I stood on the rim.
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We were out for about 30 minutes. The overlooks were close to each other, but the next one was nine miles away. We decided to call it a day. And glad we were. We returned to spend the rest of the day, doing more tin can rock and roll. Winds blew a steady 60 miles per hour all day with gusts of 70 to 75. Green branches were blown off trees in the park, one of them hit the motor home. Sand skittered in waves across the paved areas. The extremely fine dust filtered in through every crack putting a fine particulate on the fruit in the bowl, our computers, floors and every surface. It seemed unreal. We are told the weather for our jeep tour today will be better. The tour is called Shake And Bake because it is hot in the canyon and the roads are bumpy. We’ll try to finish the South Rim overlooks on Monday.
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