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The short road to Jackrabbit Lake goes past the lake and fizzles out in a flat oak-studded area. Looks like a good place to camp that will hopefully have a bit of morning shade.
As I unpack my saddlebags, I can't believe how hot my belongings are. Opening the saddlebags is like opening a dryer and pulling out hot laundry. My metal tent poles are really hot!
It's 18h, so I still have a little time left before sunset. I decide to go for a walk to find Clark Spring, which I missed on the way in, and refill my water supply.