(camping at Lolo Hot Springs for the Green Grass Sustainable Bluegrass Festival this past weekend)
The heat was killing us yesterday and our tiny house is missing some kind of crucial cooling vortex we haven't yet taken into account so July tends to overwhelm. Until we get some window shades ordered, we're at the mercy of a box fan in the window and wishful thinking.
I had the bright idea of taking the dogs to the river to cool off, but there were people there. So we picked the next closest place, the Heart of the Monster.
Unfortunately, we found out too late, we had to run the Mosquito Gaunlet to get to the river from there. Keith and I each acquired about 50 new bites, in addition to the ones garnered from the festival this weekend, but the dogs had fun and Lazlo got to go swimming.