I'd forgotten how cool desert is—any desert. This time, it was the Mojave. More specifically, the western half of Joshua Tree National Park, the destination of our third OEP trip. We left faster than usual on Friday afternoon due to reduced ranks and reduced equipment, and got to the campground just as the grey edges of dawn were poking their way above the distant cliffs. Climbed all afternoon and most of the day Sunday; left Sunday before dinner due to mysterious shattered windshield. Got back to Branner around 4:30 am. Whew.