Geo: 36.0262, -112.136During the night we were awoken by the gentle pitter patter of rain falling onto the canvas. Within seconds, the ridge we had camped on came under attack from a torrential downpour, the rain hammering on the roof, while the wind whipped across the ridge, buffeting the tent with huge gusts of wind that shook the canvas and rocked the frame, causing us to shift position each time a new gust arrived. The rain did not abate for a good four hours and kept most of the camp up. In the morning, the rain had gone, but we opened our tent door to view the sunrise and were greeted by thick banks of clouds which blanketed the sky. We sat and watched the sky, waiting for the glowing red orb to peep over the
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