I made it to the falls and pulled into camp at 7:00 p.m. The campground required online reservation and I only had one line of cell service so it took me half hour to get registered. While biking toward camp I was dreaming of food, a bicyclists fuel, and the last of my snacks and lunch had been devoured a couple hours ago. I decided I would set up and then ride two miles down the road to get some supper. But once I was in camp, there was so much to do. Then it was too late, I didn't want to ride the country road in the dark after eating. I got to use my mini propane burner for the first time! I was glad I had packed a back-packer's meal. A packet of cajun beans and rice. I added peanut butter and I my hunger was satisfied. Right now I am writing to you as I am straddling my bike at the intersection of Hwy 2 and Hwy 64. I was checking the map and saw I had two lines of cell service. So I thought I would upload some pictures and let you know I am still alive
Letters to friends from a young-old woman, author and life explorer. This is Susan's journal of continuing travel adventures, goofy mishaps, and life experiences.