Thursday. bloody desert again.

Joshua tree. a cool album by U2. a desperate sign that you are in the bloody desert. your only chance of shade for miles. a very sharp place to bang your head. in the desert again. i can see why mr roby can tolerate the mild climate in the great basin. had another uncomfortable night with a flat thermarest in a very windy rocky perch on a slope. catra made it clear that sloping rocky spots still require plenty of personal space. the catra fan club should note that we are not an item so potential suitors should keep their peckers up. more desert tomorrow.