Hitting the road...

The sun is coming up, and by unanimous consent we’re getting moving early in an attempt to beat the heat, pausing long enough to pet the baby goat who was sleeping in our doorway when we emerged to greet the day. The night passed in stops and starts, the stone floor being less than luxurious, but it wasn’t too bad. The hot lunch and shower awaiting me at the lodge, six or so hours from now, sound very appealing.