One last view of the vacant Emigrant Campground on this hot, sunny morning before packing up

There's just me, Phil and Renée (with the SUV straight ahead from me), and a guy from the Los Angeles area. We're all leaving Emigrant Campground this morning.

I don't really want to leave, but I'm nearing the end of my two-week vacation from work (I wanted three weeks), and I'm still more than 100 miles away from Baker, from where I'll be taking Amtrak back to San José in a few days.

I woke up early this morning, baking in my tent from the hot sun shining on it as usual. However, this morning feels hotter than other recent mornings.

After a quick breakfast, I had coffee over at Phil and Renée's camp site again. They've decided to spend their last night in Death Valley at the Stovepipe Wells Motel 10 miles down the road to get out of the heat, have a shower, and perhaps lounge around by the pool there for a while.