crisis! and resolution

The alarm on our thermometer we wired into the smoker started going off, meaning we had crossed the 80 degree threshold. We're cold smoking the pork, not trying to cook it, so it's important that the meat stay cool. At first we thought it was our burner, but quickly realized it was just the sun beating down on the smoker (I'm prepared to take it as a sign that despite the forecast, the sun came out for us). We made our own shade with an old door that was lying in Kam's garage.

Only four and a half hours to go.