June 24th, 82º

Late start and it's 82º already. Flynn and I get to Prentiss, he finds a spot to relieve himself. We'd seen a partially eaten bone-in-ham by Ginny's driveway. Fortunately was alerted to it by Flynn pulling towards it. Some critter had taken a couple of bites out of it. By the time we got back to the house 1/2 hour later temp was already at 85º