The wind knocked you on your butt and you still continued up the mountain? The brightest penny in the pile you are not James.
Walking out of the hostel gust knocked me on my butt on the stairs.
On we continue to, a mile and a half up toward the mountain, just too risky, too dangerous, horrible gusts.
In the final analysis checking in with the clients, in my imagination, they said, James, you are risking the vehicle why? Go back to the hostel.
That's where we are.
did you see the articles about the river of wind coming off the Pacific into California creating all this? The estimates are something like 12 times the amount of moisture in the Mississippi river is in that River of air.
O and how did he know? A guardian angel of this Mission came forth with some funds today. Bless his heart.
Wonderful Folks at this hostel. They can't do much, very little, but they do what they can to ease the financial strain.
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