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  • Up here at my home at 6000 feet elevation I am not missing one bit those toasty crispy June afternoons in Phoenix when lived there.

    I just heard on the radio tomorrow that it's pushing 113°F "down in the valley". Most people outside of the state think all of Arizona is a baking sheet of barren sand, inhabited by solitary cacti and weird horned poisonous reptiles (well the latter is true, but they work out of the State House).

    At my place it might peak in the mid 90s in July, but it's never unpleasant- the lack of humidity here makes it totally bearable. You should have been there in 1990 when it hit 122 in Phoenix, so hot the airport had to stop planes from landing because the runway was getting mushy.

    No complaints until you've seen the 120's.

    So go ahead, if you ever talk about the weather in the Arizona desert, the reflex is hard to hold in check-- IT"S A DRY HEAT. You know you want to say it. Go ahead, but expect my groan and eye roll.

    It's dry like a flame thrower, like the surface of the sun, like boiling tar, like not just opening up the oven door, but climbing in and closing the door behind you. Your skin chars and your organs may rise like a warped loaf of ugly bread. Your eyes will burst and your cornea may fry like an sloppy over easy egg. Then you will know what a dry heat is.

    But...

    It beats humidity any day!

    ANY DAY.

    And I will miss it all, because my travel plan for the next months is to be north, in Canada by August, and by the time I am ready to head south, it will be cooled off into the Autumn.

    So come on out of the oven, ok?

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    I am using Cowbird to share the story of a 15,000 mile road odyssey I took in 2011, which started with me quitting my job in March and setting out in June for a loop around the US and Canada. It's less of a day by day narrative and more of an attempt to tell a story of the story, with some amounts of imagined bits that emerge on looking at the media from the trip, including the more than 1400 images, videos, and audio files collected in my digital time capsule, the Storybox.
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