Oh the joys of running in the hot season. As usual, this time of year the run in brief is hot, hot and more hot. However, shade was surprisingly found throughout the run. The massive check through the desert, past the oil can graveyard was sweaty and confusing, yet amused the hares greatly. One hasher was spotted with a heart shaped sweat patch on her back. The run finished close to the big sitting Buddha, minus of a view of the landmark. Charges were made, drinks were had, songs were sung.