We crossed the border and entered Oregon, found a map with non-existent campsite on and drove much further than we wanted to but eventually found a lovely campsite by a lake – showers and everything!!! Dr Fred was knackered but he done well so we cracked a couple of beers and watched the sun go down over the lake. There was grass!! No dusty cinders or rocky outcrops for us that night – it was like lying on a feather bed. there was a lovely sunset across the lake, it was sooo peaceful after such a manic week... We had moved a time zone so were an hour out which meant we went to bed early and got up early and were out on the road again before the heat set in. We have seen massive variation in temperatures on this trip from below zero and ice on the tent in Yellowstone, to the heady heights of 40 degrees plus even up the mountains. Trouble is there’s not much you can do in such heat apart from find a nice café and drink smoothies for a great part of the day...