Big rocks.

I was talking about rocks in the road on my last post.  Forgot to mention the last big one  I should have taken a picture of it but Phillip didn't want to stop going up the pass.

 On the pass going down on the desert, there are two roads.  One going up and one coming down.  They wind their way a thousand and some feet up the mountainside, in a perfect 12 degree grade.  When you are down on the desert it looks like straight roads ,but in reality the roads go in and out of deep washes that have washed out of the mountain.  The mountain is just a big granite batholith that has eroded in many places to gigantic boulders. Many much larger than autos.  Last month when we were going down to do the laundry we came across where there as a big gash in the pavement and a large chunk of guard rail taken out. Figured must have been a hell of a wreck there.  Going down hill is one lane with a  with a lane width shoulder on the mountain side of the road.  Coming back up the road is two lane.  On our way up we find a huge boulder as big as the car setting in the outside lane up against the guard rail.  It had tumbled down the mountainside, hit the road above, rolled thru the guard rail down to the lower road. It hit hard there and rolled out to the edge.  They had to blast it to pieces to remove it.  Good thing it happened at night when no one was on the pass.

Granny