When I read that, I knew I had to drive on Mosquito Ridge Road.
Even if it meant driving 133 miles just to get there... to drive more.
And it was worth it. The road was more beautiful than I had expected. We saw three separate lakes, went through various rivers, hiked through the forest, went down some water falls (more on this later, with pictures), and ate at a wonderful restaurant at the end of the day.
"Nice date," I said.
"Date?," he asked. "Let's see... we heard gunshots, growling bears, almost froze to death in the water, drove over 20 miles of rocky, bumpy fire trails... that's a bit rough for a date, don't you think?"
"Nah," I said. "I like it rough." ![]()
The only thing bad was that, unfortunately, I didn't get to drive much. Driving another's manual transmission car is never comfortable. Too bad my miata has been having "belt" issues. :-/ I feel like I've been sitting a lot recently, as passenger.
I want to drive.
Pictures to come~!


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