Crummy weather … hail, rain, snow, high winds.
I had driven to several good spots to camp, but they all had new, shiny “Private Property No Trespassing” signs. I couldn’t decide where to go so I camped on roadside pull outs. Boring until I lay in bed and heard the hail drumming on the roof. There was a soothing dance music to the sound. Punctuated by cracks of thunder and flashes of lightening. I was warm wrapped in two layers of sleeping bags. Entertained by the sounds. Then I had to get up and out of the truck. Yuck. And with the wind/rain/hail there was no way I was going to make coffee.
The weather is still cooler than is comfortable living in the back of the truck, so am headed to Delta, UT to start the hunt for meteorites sooner than September. Maybe it will be warm there. Bound to be warmer than here.