As far as choosing the hottest days to pick to go on a desert hike up a mountain, we picked a doozy! I’m not actually sure how the heat compared with our other days in Palm Springs, but up on the mountain with not a degree of shade in sight, we were frying. It’s not to say that the view wasn’t lovely or that the crows circling us weren’t fascinating (acknowledging the possbility they were just waiting for our demise so they could pick the flesh off our bones).
After what seemed like, but was probably not, a long time in the sun, we decided to head back before serious heat stroke set in.
I’m pretty sure the rest of the day consisted of the world’s tastiest smoothie, followed by many games of Sequence.
