According to the internets “Snowfall isn’t prevalent, but the region does see a light dusting on the top of Sedona’s red rocks (around 3 1/2 inches annually)”. So we were only kinda worried about getting out of town before the forecast storm hit. But we’d been watching the forecast for the last few days and it continued to tell us that Sedona was going to get several inches of snow. So we were also only mostly worried about getting out of town before the storm hit.
When we factored in the chance of having to drive the RV in the snow (something Laura is not overly fond of in any vehicle) and that the only ways out of town were: South – the direction we just came from and at least 2 hours out of our planned route, West – through Jerome and on to a very curvy mountain road, or North – the way we wanted to go but up quite a bit in elevation and a higher risk of measurable snow, we ended up deciding to blow town a day early.
We went to bed hoping to get an early start and stay ahead of the worst of the weather. We woke to lowering clouds, packed up, returned the rental car and took the northern route.
We did encounter a few inches of snow at the higher elevations but the road had been recently plowed and although slushy in places it was otherwise clear. And we made it through the hairpin turns (my biggest concern) without leaving the road – something the driver of a certain white Challenger cannot also claim.
Apparently we made the right decision as the news the next day reported “Historic rare heavy snow blankets Sedona, AZ”. In the end we didn’t get to spend much time exploring Sedona but we did get to meet up with our good friend Ron who guided us to some great meals and a bit of live music:
