A couple days ago we went on a four-wheeler ride.  We went super far on the Denali Hwy!  (about 6 miles)  Dad made a fire and Mom and I roasted marshmallows.  Then we went down to a creek that was very nearby.  Dad let us crouch through a "flood tube".  There was ice on the bottom, but we didn't slip. 

    

 

On our way back home, we saw five caribou.  They ran across the road in front of us.  There were three, but after they ran across the road we saw five.  It was a nice day, but cold in the wind when we rode. 

  I love you.