A dozen miles to town. I'm camped on a rise surrounded by arroyos, small washes eroded over time, occasionally aided by four wheelers.

Still dark, I'm on the western edge of the time zone, just across the Colorado river less than 3/4 mile away, it's an hour earlier.

Turned on the propane stove burner to help heat the low 50's morning temperature. Ya dress kind of quickly in these temps. Opened up the top windows to waft off the uh, scent as I cooked a salmon pancake for b'fast. Buckwheat flour, ground golden flax seed for extra omega 3's and 6's, olive oil, salmon, 230 mg sodium, water. Pure maple syrup but not too much.

Hot tea. Got the hotspot warmed up, the computAIR in operation, life is good at this point in time....being late sixty'ish I know it can change any moment but you gotta savor it while it's there. Life is good, at this point in time and it is a curiosity under the circumstances.

It's a very prolonged camping trip and sometimes I get tired and want to go home but....no home left to go to so this must be it. I miss my extra long twin mattress on an MDO base with nine blankets...only eight in August, I'd take the quilt off.

Cheers.