In an effort to beat the heat this week, we’ve been escaping another 1000 feet in elevation to Williams, Arizona. Relaxing at one of our favorite fishing holes, my son sets up an impromptu game of “tic tac toe”. After a couple of dozen rounds, his interest wanes and he gazes off to the side of our picnic table. A tiny robin is collecting – something. Foraging through pine needles and gravel for tasty morsels, perhaps.
The earlier cool breeze now fights with a hot wind, both struggling to dominate our respite. We move to a shadier spot. My son has been suffering heat exhaustion for the past few days and the fresh, cool breezes are much better for him than sitting in front of the air conditioner. He dozes off. The lake is so quiet today. It usually doesn’t get too crowded anyway, but today is heavenly, even for midweek. In July and August, I just expect crowds no matter where we go.
Clouds build and tease around the edges of the hills. Will our “monsoons” deliver this year? The lake is way down and we have a lot of water to make up for. Boy wakes up and we take a short walk. Spending the days up here, pumping him with gatorade and water have helped keep his temperatures down. He is just about back to normal now, but his body needs a few more days to recover from the shock he’s had. He is already chattering nonstop and I expect him to start bouncing around again, soon.