In the heat of the night (and day)...

100F. That's 39C in our world north of the 49th. It's HOT on either scale.

So what do we do when it's hot? Nothing. Absolutely nothing.

Cooked a decent brekkie this morning. Well, maybe not decent health-wise, but bacon, eggs, hashbrowns and toast always taste better when at least part of it is cooked outside!

Ger decided to play with his new toy -- a long-handled spray nozzle -- and washed the car and the motorhome. The front is actually white once you peel back all the dead bugs! Amazing!

After a wee snooze in the shade of the awning, we decided to check out the pool. It was heavenly! And Gerry still can't float worth a darn, even in a salt-water pool! Poor boy!

Tonight we're going to get everything all packed up and ready to go so we can head out bright and early in the morning. It promises to be another scorcher, and there's not a lot between here and Winnemucca, Nevada. Gerry figures 5 hours -- but we've heard that line before...

Check back tomorrow.