Stubborn souls, we woke early and walked like mad to arrive in time for the heat of the day, frizzling in the meadow grass like sausages when shade was only a mile or two away. The backs of my hands burnt red and my skin bathed in a medley of sweat and sunscreen, nature's lotion. There's an argument to be made that we should have pressed on, savings ourselves from the intolerant heat, but you can't simply abandon a view like this. And so, we stayed the night.