I slept well last night with a cool breeze sweeping my face.
The warm sun on my face and light leaking through my eyelids awakened me to hear Nancy and Moe moving and talking in the camper. Putting my foot on the ground and doing a big stretch, I fill my lungs with morning air. There is no better way to sleep than under an open sky.
As I light the cook stove with breakfast in mind, I feel the burning heat on my back. This is the moment I realize I am as comfortable as I will be today. The sun rises and the heat builds.
Somewhere in the move here, I lost my toothbrush. We are hours away from any kind of store. Aneth is the closest town that might have toothbrushes; Sinclair gas station is a forty-minute drive.
The small town with a handful of buildings only has this one option. Nope! The man behind the counter informs me that the Family Dollar in Montezuma Creek is my best bet. We drive another eight miles to hopefully find a toothbrush. Yes! They have what I need; I also buy a bag of ice, the campground doesn’t sell ice. The gift shop at the Visitor Center only sells useless memorabilia, nothing that would actually be useful to the campers they host.
We head back to the campground. It is now hot enough to melt shoes on the pavement. The ice survived and filled the cooler. Nancy, Moe, and I seek out tiny spots of shade where we scrunch, pretending to feel a bit cooler.
After a nice Ravioli dinner cooked by Nancy, we headed to the trail down into the canyon and up to the other side to hike the rim to see the ancestral Puebloan village.
The sun is setting, what a great time to be here in this light. The scenery is stunning. What a beautiful place to live life.
I fall asleep under a bright star-filled sky.
