Surprisingly enough, Rolo and I left on time by my standards at 7:20am, which was partially due to Rolo not wanting to leave grandma and grandpa’s and hiding at my dad’s side in bed.
We got into Rogers around d 5:30pm only to be greated by the suffocating humidity and heat I thought I left last year in South Carolina. After driving aimlessly through the campground trying to find our site, we finally found it tucked away in the corner on the lake shore. With that problem solved, the next one arose–pitching a tent with a dog tied around my waist. Rolo never makes things easy, so it was a fool’s dream to think he’d give me the 3 minutes to put the tent up.
Once that was finally up, a long walk was much needed and thankfully I had nice views of Beaver Lake while Rolo got out some of his energy.
After dinner, with the temperature still being a nice 84°, Rolo and I wandered down to the lake shore at our site and sat in the water to cool off.

With the sun going behind the trees and a wet dog drying off, I can finally get started on reading book 1 of the summer.
