I am officially COLD. It’s a little after 9 am and it is only 53° outside. In Phoenix it is already 97, on the way to 113°. I am not complaining, just reporting. I hear no gulls, no ravens. The entire Morro Rock has disappeared under a blanket of morning fog. New campers arrived yesterday: several families with kids and dogs, a young couple with a...
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