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WHITEWATER

It is still raining here. We have made the front of the NY Times for three days running. They love to print bad news about California.

This is the most rain that we have seen here. Our first year was wet; but not this wet, this long.

This morning we both walked Franklin. It was just a drizzle; not bad. We took the route along the base of the mountain; almost all desert. Toward the turn-around we began to hear a roar. The closer we got the bigger the roar. It was the runoff; a huge valley long ravine that carries this kind of water away to—well, hell, I don't know where it goes. Maybe to the Salton Sea.

It was spectacular to see the rapids and the white water. This ravine is almost always dead dry and overgrown with little trees and such. Those will be all gone.

The wash actually goes through a couple of golf courses. They figure that using the land most of the time is a good payoff for the occasional re-hab.

The rain is big local news too, of course. For one thing, it is playing hell with the tourist business. As I mentioned. the story is being played for all it is worth.

Our stance is that it is nothing and it will pass and some perspective is needed. Here is the local version with all the history:

We're Wet But It's Been Worse.