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Finally, hiding in the "shade" of a few chamise bushes, I get enough of a signal to make a call on my cell phone

00085-cell-phone-800px.jpg I spot an interesting feature: a little cabin, probably privately owned, on the other side of the canyonThumbnailsThe views and solitude up here on the ridge are so amazing, making the effort to get here worthwhileI spot an interesting feature: a little cabin, probably privately owned, on the other side of the canyonThumbnailsThe views and solitude up here on the ridge are so amazing, making the effort to get here worthwhileI spot an interesting feature: a little cabin, probably privately owned, on the other side of the canyonThumbnailsThe views and solitude up here on the ridge are so amazing, making the effort to get here worthwhileI spot an interesting feature: a little cabin, probably privately owned, on the other side of the canyonThumbnailsThe views and solitude up here on the ridge are so amazing, making the effort to get here worthwhileI spot an interesting feature: a little cabin, probably privately owned, on the other side of the canyonThumbnailsThe views and solitude up here on the ridge are so amazing, making the effort to get here worthwhile

I call in to change my outgoing message so that callers know where I am, and I send a text message to the boy.

I'm burning up in the hot sun, feeling a bit nauseous and out of breath, so my new outgoing phone message sounds like I'm on the verge of death! Maybe I am. My drinking water is hot to drink and my bike is hot to touch.

This is my first phone reception in several days, so I hope nobody is worried about my temporary disappearance.

Worst of all, my profuse sweating is making my sunscreen run off my face in the most unsightly fashion!