Remember the old sailing adage? Red sky at morning, sailors take warning. Here's the sky in Phoenix before leaving for Sedona, another 1 1/2 hours north, at about 4,500' elevation just below the Mogollon rim.....
We decided to take a little nap after lunch, since it was raining fairly hard on Christmas eve afternoon. It was a fairly steady downpour & making a racket as we drifted off to sleep. When we woke up, it was quiet & Alice said "Oh, sounds like it finally stopped raining." She was correct, it wasn't raining any more, but it was snowing....
There was a little snow that afternoon & we were excited to have a white Christmas after so many years in the desert. Be careful what you wish for!
Here's the next morning after it had (mostly) stopped snowing.
No Dry Heat that morning, it was about 25 degrees outside, but nice & warm inside.
Here's some of the scenery, enjoy!
Leaving was a bit of a chore. Fortunately, the 300 watt heater we used was barely enough to thaw out the locks, one at a time, to get things moving with the extension cord. I began to remember what it was like growing up back east on a snowy morning. What was usually a 20 minute job took over an hour to thaw out the locks, move things around & hook up to leave, but it was a great trip & we saw enough cold to last us another 40 years. I was a little chilly, since it was 24 degrees that morning & my blood is fairly "thin" from all the years of heat in Tucson. The ground was a bit cold as well & a heat gun would have been a better choice. If it wasn't for the heater, we would still be there trying to wait for some warm weather to get us home. Let's see, I'll be 105 when we need to see another white Christmas.....
