With parent-support for food and morale, and a tailwind for speed, we spun 114 miles up to the top of this scenic cotton-farming valley in eastern Arizona. Even though I was stung by a bee, chased by a dog, and encountered some unkind rednecks, the security of being accompanied by a trusted friend and followed by loving parents made it a good day.
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I should have had you check out the San Pedro for me! We are doing some work out there, so it is funny that you happen to go through Gila.
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