Just call me Miss Calamity
Now I know I am prone to exaggeration, but I truly am beginning to see a pattern. When we arrived in Texas in early 2014, Austin’s eight year drought ended and in the course of the year Texas suffered the worst floods in over a decade. Add to that the flooding we encountered in Wichita in July … Well, I can tell you, within a day of arriving in Colorado on Sunday, 10th July, to take part in the preamble to the bi-annual Gully family reunion which was to take place two weeks later, I was beginning to feel a bit like Forest Gump – you know, accidentally being in THE place of historic significance. A fire had just flared up 20 minutes before we drove into the Bighorn RV Park in Coaldale. High temperatures and a lack of rainfall during spring meant the wilderness area that lay to the south was a tinderbox waiting for a lightning strike. At the time we arrived, we did not know that the clouds of smoke that billowed over the mountains would become termed The Hayden Pass...