On Saturday we went to a free Mormon Tabernacle concert.
Today Joe and I walked up a long dusty road to Francis Peak in Farmington.
His car didn't want to go closer to the top so we left it far down the road.
It was 92 degrees in the shade.
I found the only tiny strip of shade around.
The back wall of the Radar station.
Venturing a short distance on the Great Western trail from there.
Truth is, we had already walked pretty far up a steep road in the heat.
Walking back down:
This is us literally rolling down the mountain for 12 miles with the engine off, because Joe forgot to put gas in his car.
We weren't sure that we had enough to get out.
Turns out we did, but we didn't know that at the time.
We made it to a gas station just fine, but it was an adventure.
Adventure is code for "This could be bad".
Anyway, we will do this again when the weather is cooler.
We want to walk the length of the ridge line.
