Katieblog

I've edited this entry, because it was a long, boring account of me riding down one road, then another, up a mountain, down a mountain, camping, and meeting up with Becca the next day. Here are the key items:

- if you're in Etna, ask me or a local man (careful or he'll try to grab your butt, assuming you're a girl) to direct you to the swimming hole. It's great.
- fishing with worms doesn't count
- the Salmon River is very beautiful
- all this riding left me tired and lonely. Luckily my friend E.L. Fudge showed up to cheer me up.