Memories from July 18
Today I saw trees. Lots of trees. Trees with trunks. Some have leaves and some don’t. Some are just trunks. Eventually, you’re ready for some of those scenic views you’d come to take for granted.
The Squaw River. This is not a tree.
A bridge over the Squaw River. Also not a tree.
One of these guys mentioned that they had a package in Etna that they wanted to get by Friday. Today is Monday and Etna is about 100 miles after Castella where I’m resupplying tomorrow. He said it wasn’t open Saturday. So… go fast and get there on Friday or go slow and get there on Monday? That’s a problem for tomorrow.