Roasting summer heat, tenacious as a pit bull, has settled over us here on our hill. Last night, the low was 79 degrees, and in our bedroom it was in the high eighties. While we had a fan blowing on us all night, it was still difficult to sleep. I usually don’t like to wear earplugs, but I wore them last night to help muffle the sound of the fan.
To make a long story short, today we decided to get out of the heat and go to the coast. The drive only takes a little over an hour. When we left our home before noon it was 85 degrees. We decided to check out Russian Gulch, just a little north of the town of Mendocino, it was a cool 57 degrees with a brisk breeze. I had to change from my short cotton sundress to sweat clothes. Finally, we could cool down our core temperatures. After driving to the beach at Big River, we strolled along the beach at low tide, and then walked a ways up the side of the river until the temperature began to feel like the heat that we had just fled, which happened within a mile or so. Then we went back to the cool of the misty fog. Ahhh, so refreshing.
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