Tuesday, July 23, 2002

Right now I'm in this little town named Fenton, pop about 350...about 22 miles into the day. This is the first town of the day, after our overnight.

This morning one of the coolest things so far happened...I was re-organizing my bags, and I noticed this chirping sound. As I dug, I found this little cricket. It was nice knowing that I may have had company all this time, all these miles.