It was a few hours after the rain drops that the brown-white plume of dust and dirt, followed with black clouds, bellowed down 5:30 whilst I was near the porta-potties. Not being a proud duck by any means, I pulled a me and ducked inside for the worst to pass me by.

There were lesser wind gusts on Saturday and Sunday, all starting around 2:30pm each day, but I got tired of taking photos (and for that matter, watching Tubby hold our shade canopy down.)

When this is your view looking at the road behind you, it's time to find a place to hunker down.	From inside our "shelter," the bike some 10 feet away was only an outline at times.	20 -- yes, 20 -- minutes later, it was clear enough to venture outside, and, y'know, see.
Part of our tent had broken under the force of the wind, so Tubby got to hold it until the wind died down.	And as quickly as it started (2+ hours later), it was over, with sunny skies and a light breeze.	Heck, to make it all worth while, we were even treated to a rainbow; Tubby wasn't impressed, though.
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