Sunday, July 5, 2015

So close.

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At sunup this morning, it was about 66F out there.  It might have gotten down to 64.  Can't be sure.  The highest it got today seems to have been about 80F.  Not cool, unless matched against typical high 90's low 100's.  Being partly cloudy, raining here and there, off and on, added various elements that kept and extended the cool.  No full sun meant no head buildup.  The rain added moisture.  Nice, really nice. 

I was tempted to get out.  Then I realized it was the weekend.  After I stewed about that this morning, I decided to ignore my own advice on that, then realized it wasn't just a weekend, but was also the 4th.  I wasn't going to touch that with a ten foot pole.  Don't get me wrong, I think we should, perhaps more than ever, celebrate the 4th.  Hell, we need to steal it back from them.  Just not in venues where you are disarmed, disabled, held in contempt guarded very possibly to your death without any protection or allowance for self-defense.  Yeah, pick where you celebrate.  It's just that there would be gobs of people out, especially with the cool.  Every postage stamp of a free space would have more people in it than seems possible.  While I do enjoy company I don't enjoy crowds, less so crowds of complete strangers. 

Still, I am truly hoping the cool stays just a bit longer.  I am trying to enjoy, soak up, the cool.  I just can't believe that 80 can actually feel cold.  Yeah, it does.  The outdoors have dropped to 74, last I looked, and the cave is dropping much more quickly than usual, tracking the outside by the half hour, not two or three hours behind.  Moisture and no sun.  I'm still suffering from the heat.  But a couple of days might bring me back.  I can't make it out this month, to somewhere cool.  But I might skimp on other things and make financial room for a trip in August.  Just a couple days, high up, where it is cool, and where ac would completely fill my living space, turning even my delicates blue, shriveled, and happily chilled.  If some butcher shop would put up a bunk and allow me to sleep in the real icebox, I'd pay a goodly sum.  I'd keep that one on tap.

I really do keep my windows cracked in the winter.  I would keep them fully open, but I have some fear of frozen pipes.  Now it only usually gets to, say, -20 regularly at all.  Not down into the more serious cold.  Though that is right at where I start calling things cold, it's just at the top of it.  When -20 is the high for several days in a row, to a week, then... yeah, you have a chill going.  Otherwise it's just a thing.  Right now I am dreaming of it.  If that will, or can, take me down too.  Just, that is more enjoyable.

If I can catch my breath, if it stays cool, I may get more going on and in life.  I just haven't been able to keep chugging through.  Even at 80F, even if that feels cool, I know it's not.  And yet, another day of it, to rest in the truly cool of the ac'ed bedroom, and catch my breath from the mid 90's and up, I might be able to take a jab at hiking.  I think I might be able, with a sun cover, to kayak in heat.  But hiking will require cooler weather.  Yeah, one more day of this, then I could get out and hike.  A little, a lot?  Probably just a little, but that would be fine.  If it was even cooler up there, I might even push, go even higher, and camp over night. 

Ugh...  Gimme shelter!  Later.

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