|Maya, Theo, and Max|
|Maya at the first creek crossing.|
It's been humid and sultry all week, with storm clouds forming but passing us by. Not long after starting out I heard some thunder, but it sounded pretty far off. It grew closer and some very welcome wind blew up, and then I heard the rain. We were quite a ways out on the trail by that point and wind and rain were cooler so I didn't much mind. It soon became a downpour, however, so we headed back to the pole barn at Pleasant Grove.
|Max, cooling off in the creek|
We were drenched long before we got there, but it offered a dry spot to sit and wait out the worst of the rain. I'm really afraid of lightning any more so I wanted to be under some structure that was grounded. When they rebuilt the pole barn after it collapsed under a snow load a few years ago, it's now wired with lights and electrical outlets so I figured we'd be safe under there.
|The pole barn is open on the sides, but it's big enough that|
the center remained dry since the wind wasn't really blowing.
|Theo looks good even wet.|
|The streams come up fast and flow very hard|
after a hard rain storm like this one.