From the Grand Canyon toward Nevada, we drove through strong winds. We even saw some mini sand tornadoes, that are (I think) called “dust devils” or “devil winds” or something like that. On the outskirts of a small town, we were driving right into the path of a big one that was going to cross the two lane highway. I asked Amy “do you think it’s dangerous to try to drive through one of those things?” She didn’t know. I decided to err on the side of caution (given my paranoia about everything and tornadoes in particular), and slow down so it would cross the road before I got to it. A pick-up truck coming at us from the other direction pulling a trailer hit it directly. It pushed his truck about three feet off course. I don’t think he missed seeing it – I am guessing that is what they do for sport in western Utah. (There didn’t appear to be much else to do.)
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I was just randomly going through blogs and found yours. You might be interested to know that the town you are looking at through the dust devil is Colorado City. It has been in the news lately, connected with the YFZ Ranch in Texas. Most of the polygamists at YFZ came from this town.
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