Tamazine, my little sister, doesn't have school on Fridays so I decided to take her mt biking. It was very scenic and made me even more homesick than I already am. 
Everything was going great for a couple of miles. And then Tamazine's back tire got a thorn stuck in it. Luckily, we had a patch kit. We stopped and took the tire apart. And that is when the mosiquitos seized their chance. Tamazine killed three of them with one swat. It didn't help that we were wearing shorts. They tried to carry Tamazine off, but she swatted diligently at both of our legs while I tried to patch the tube. Patch didn't work. We were out of rubber cement. We found a shortcut, I rode my bike back as fast as a I could to get the truck before Tamazine lost too much blood to the suckers. That was the end of biking for the day. We had fun and are ready to try it again. The trail goes all the way from Ashton to West Yellowstone. It will be conquered.
