The hot sand is no match for our out-and-get-out determination
that feeds weight to the pedal, readiness to sleepiness,
bright smiles to early and sweaty mornings nearly unbearable.
The skin of the air mattress was unfriendly to burnt shoulders,
but the morning waves beckon calmly to relieve the night,
closing out the dry run–the last camp before your arrival.



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