Ok forget what I said about the scenery becoming all nice and lush, with gentle cool breezes wafting us along. Suddenly it's all turned back to this:
The temperature 3 feet above the road was 107 degrees today. Ok this isn't a shade temperature, but then running in the shade is just a distant memory (like a pint of Tim Taylor's Landlord Bitter).
Oh, by the way, if you happen to be near the Nevada-Utah border then don't forget to check out Horns-a-plenty for all your antler lighting needs. Here's a picture of Chris by their entrance.
Finally, Chris and Julia's daughter Jo has left us today to return to Manchester University. She looked after us, put up with our awful jokes and will be sorely missed.