Mile 2160ish: Bridge of the Gods

We spent the morning resupplying, which I barely had to do since my mom sent a boxful of dank, homemade food. The entire county seemed to be out of fuel canisters, which made me nervous since I've already gotten over 900 miles from my current one. Safeway did have jalapeño-cheddar bagels fresh out of the oven though, so I managed to keep it under control.

Jeff dropped us off at the trailhead for the Bridge of the Gods, which is funny, since there is no trail or pedestrian lane for Bridge of the Gods. We just walked across that grate that looked down onto the water 1,000's of feet below at the same time as the rest of Washington drive

- Typoed on my iPhone