’40˙C’ is what the Countryman’s thermometer read. I knew it might get hot, but not this hot! It felt as though we were in the preverbal sauna, except fully clothed. And where yesterday, I was jumping in and out of the car, taking photos and exploring anything and everything. Today, as we drove down a particularly desolate and sandy basin, our air conditioning going ballistic in an effort to keep us cool, I had no desire to get out of the vehicle. It was way too hot!
Which was bizarre, because when I awoke this morning, it was exceptional cold. So much so, that I was wearing several jackets. The sky was overcast, the sun had yet to cast it’s warm glow into the rocky enclave that had been our home for the night. But all was to change, because by mid morning, it was sweltering.