The Microburst

Arizona doesn't have much in the way of "disaster weather" like hurricanes and such, but one thing we do have is the microburst, a miniature dust storm that lasts minutes and cuts a relatively small swath of acreage with fierce and destructive winds. Last night at about 6 o'clock, when The Mister and I were on our way to dinner at one of Gilbert's fine dining restaurants with some friends, we encountered the dreaded microburst. We couldn't quite make it into Dual before the dust hit, so we sat in the truck while it passed over, and then ran into the restaurant just as it began to rain. So when the newspapers said that there were planes overturned at Gateway last night, The Mister wanted to get out there for a look. He and The Water Expert have their pride and joy parked there and he needed to see if it was all right. It is, but someone else's pride and joy is not:





The owners have our sympathies...