Our route took us right over Carlsbad Caverns in New Mexico. I'd been to them as a kid but this was the first time I'd seen it from the air.

To avoid turbulence I took the wagon to 12.5. The entire trip we had a good to great tailwind. East of Tucson between the mountain passes is a very large dry lake bed. Surface wind was 30kts and created a dust cloud that stretched for 10's of miles and gradually worked its way up to 12.5 where we were.
As we passed the mountain tops guarding Tucson my 200+ mph ground speed should have been a clue. But it wasn't. And at 12.5 the air had been slick for a long ways, and I'd grown comfortable. A couple of miles past the mountains I started my descent. Then it happened. Wipeout! Just like eating a big wave on a surfboard, we ate a big wave of wind. Indicated airspeed fluctuated 60mph in seconds and we got tossed every which way. All I could do was keep the airplane from flipping over, and get further away from the mountains. As we got further away from the mountains we'd get a rest of a couple of seconds in calm air, and then it would start again.
So why did I do something so stupid? Especially since I'd seen my ground speed at 200+, and I know what flying mountains is like? A big part was Marana's AWOS which was saying the winds were 5 to 7. I believed Marana even though Foreflight was telling me 25 to 35. Foreflight was right. And as I already stated I got comfortable with the smooth air. Well we obviously made it to the ground safe and sound, and as we left the airport headed for our hotel I was greateb by this:

But even cooler was a guy in a Skywagon that was taking off and landing over and over and over in the 25 to 35 wind and the runway he was using put this wind at about a 60 degree cross wind. Granted he was getting some relief from the hangars, but still it was impressive to watch. Would have like to meet him but we were on a schedule.
My main purpose in telling this story, besides berating myself for being an idiot when I know better, is to warn pilots with little or no mountain flying training. With winds at this speed it can easily become impossible, and I mean impossible, to control your plane. Your bank angle, pitch and airspeed change constantly and more rapid then you can imagine. And the effect of these winds can be felt for many tens of miles past the mountains.
Wife did fantastic through this. Had the death grip on the chicken strap and V-brace but never complained, not even afterward. It was all my fault, didn't need to happen.
Anyway, golf tomorrow at Tucson National then back in the air for San Diego on Saturday. More pics and stories to come.














