Cooking.

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No, not food.  Hot out there, at least for me.  I wasn't even in the sun all that much, but it feels as if I sat in the sun for a day.  Not burned, just burning.  I will definitely have to take sun screen camping.

Lots to do in these last days.  More shopping, of course.  But washing and packing too.  I may have to skip the haircut.  I thought it would be fine, but didn't calculate when I would be leaving.  I need to be on my way by noon to make it without a problem, as to when the front desk of the hotel/motel, whatever, closes.  While that gives two hours, I will have to get gas, and maybe eat, on the way.  Actually, I will probably skip eating.  I'll eat when I get there.  Bleh...  It's how it goes sometimes.

More shooting tomorrow.  More shopping.  Then I am off until Friday, when I hope to go hiking, even if it is raining or snowing.  I found out the times for pizza at a local shop, so might order that as a treat for my good deeds this last week or two.  I am hoping, by Friday, to have everything purchased, save the last of the packing ice, and everything washed that I will be taking.  Actually, and to have almost everything packed save what is in the freezer.

I think I can, I think I can.  Not sure what I can do about burning.  Maybe a cool shower.  I do think I am surprising some people, with the level of my activity.  If I can keep it up, I might surprise some more people, myself included.    Then again, I remember having fooled a lot of people in a lot of ways in my life.  Don't, quite, count me out yet.  Later, or maybe good night.