The cruelest part of a trip like this is returning to the unrelenting 105-degree Okie heat after frolicking in the 65-degree New Mexico mountain weather. Even 90-degrees in Los Alamos felt divine! I woke up shivering one day at our campsite and turned to my husband and said, "it feels great to be cold!" I'm known for always being cold and constantly complaining about it. He looked at me with a very surprised face and said, "In the 16 years we've been married, that's definitely a first!"