But when the temperature hit triple digits this week I knew I couldn't put it off anymore.
It was miserable and even though it cools off nicely overnight, I still had to get from quitting time to pretty late in the evening before the temp got tolerable inside Grace. I juggled some working days to be able to take a few days off and made haste for Tucson on Friday evening. Once again imposing myself on a friend, I hope to, have to, get the problem resolved.
I again took beautiful highway 77 but because this time I didn't get pulled over for speeding, I used the time I would have spent with a trooper to take a few pictures at Salt River Canyon.
Late afternoon sunlight cast such a soft, lovely glow on the canyon. I'm glad I stopped.
Driving this road makes this six hour trip something to look forward to, but here's the irony: I left 110 degrees in the park for this in Tucson:
Thought of the day:
The idea of wilderness needs no defense, it only needs defenders. (Edward Abbey)