
We hiked up to the highest point Ray could find close to San Luis Obispo.
It was gorgeous.
It was hot.

I made it to the point where we could see the ocean.
Yep. See that white line waaaaay out there?
That's the cool, refreshing waters of the Pacific.

Then my vision started to blur.
The background?
Pretty much what I saw...

So I made like a pig.
Found some cool dirt, and flopped.
(okay, I'll be truthful. This was earlier in the hike.
And I didn't make it all the way to the top.
I waited in the shade and attempted a cool-down.
It was humbling.)
When we got back...
we heard all about the heat wave. 107° in San Luis.
117° in outlying areas.
So-heat and Becky...not a super mix.
The end.
27Sept2010