"Arrr! Landlubber gone missin' in yon Grand Canyon after a mighty flood—evacuate yer boots, ye swabs!"
2024-08-25
Avast, me hearties! Over a hundred landlubbers were scooted away faster than a scallywag from a kraken, thanks to a mighty deluge hittin' the Havasupai lands near the Grand Canyon! Aye, nature be a fierce foe, but we be livin' to tell the tale, arrr!
Arrr matey! Gather 'round, fer I’ve got a tale of tempestuous waters that’d make even Davy Jones himself shiver in his boots! On the wild shores of the Havasupai Indian Reservation, just a stone’s throw from the mighty Grand Canyon, the heavens opened wide and unleashed a torrent so fierce it could drown a ship whole!Aye, more than a hundred landlubbers found themselves in a right pickle, as the floodwaters surged like a kraken rising from the deep. Those brave souls had to hightail it from their cozy abodes, scurrying away faster than a seagull snatches a sailor’s last biscuit. The call to evacuate rang out like the tolling of a cursed bell, summoning all hands to abandon ship, or in this case, home!
Ye see, nature be a capricious mistress, and when she’s in a mood, she don’t care for no treasure maps or pirate ships. So, our hearty land dwellers took to the high ground, leaving their belongings behind, chasing after safety like a crew chasing a prize shipment! Let us raise a tankard to those brave souls, who weathered the storm and lived to tell the tale, whilst casting a wary eye on the skies above!