I fell asleep last night with smoke in my nose and eyes. The warm night became cold by morning. The 46° smoky breeze felt close to uncomfortable. I woke at 6:30 and went inside the camper. I was awake but feeling that I wanted the warmth.
Today I feel lazy, so after breakfast and coffee, I cleaned the dishes and the three of us walked around in the park.
The sun is up, and when out of the shade, it feels hot. This heat is draining.
The sun has lowered, and the edge has eased. I feel like doing something, anything. I walk to the water tap, enjoying the sound of a recorder. This turns into a nice visit with the woman playing music, stories are swapped of our tours. They have gone to many interesting places.
We drive into the town of Ridgway. This town was the set for the John Wayne movie, True Grit. We have dinner at the True Grit Cafe; the inside looks like an old western saloon. We eat out on the front porch with Moe.
The nearby fire is now just on the other side of a small mountain range. Helicopters have been flying over us to suck water from the lake to douse the fires.
The day has flown by. While being in the moment, it was a slow crawl. It is 9:30 p.m. I’m in the hammock, ready to fall asleep. The overnight temperature will be the same as last night. Tonight I am bundled in warm clothes.
