Walking out of Farmville at 8:24am.

Walking out of Farmville at 8:24am.

 

 

 

9:10pm.   

Charlottesville.  Virginia.

As I was walking out of Farmville, this morning at around 8 am, I was sensing bad mojo for today’s trip.  Today was tough, but I am in Charlottesville and healthy.

 

Although, it started great!  After I had hiked a few miles out of Farmville, to the intersection of Route 15 and Route 460.  I bought a cup of coffee and thumb fully extended, making good eye contact with passing cars, giving them the big smile, I had a truck stop pretty soon.  

 

But… my gut was not happy about this vehicle.  It was a rickety, old truck packed with trash in the back and two long-haired folk in the cab.  One man and one woman.  They drove by, all smiles and then pulled around to make another pass.  Now, the whole time, I am hoping they are not coming back for me.  I do NOT want to ride with this pair.  One, I think it would be pretty crammed in their cab, with all three of us and my hiking pack.  But also, they just seem a little too happy to see me.  Maybe I was wrong, but I told them that I would find another ride.

 

They drove on and I was patting myself on the back for going with my gut!  

Plus, I look at hitchhiking like dating.  

 

Don’t settle for a ride you don’t feel good about!  There are always more cars coming!

 

In 20 minutes, a Jeep Cherokee stopped with Gordon, Andrea, and Jacob inside, they were going to Bent Creek for kayaking since it is Memorial Day.  I almost jumped in the car as soon as they stopped.  It was a husband, wife, and kid pulling a trailer full of kayaks.  This is a first class “ride.” 

 

Andrea had a lot to say.  They like vacationing, especially Shee-co-teague (I don’t know how to spell it, but it is an island in the Chesapeake Bay with horses).  It is quiet and peaceful.

 

I was considering heading where they were going, almost hoping they would invite me along, just so I could hang out with them longer.  But, no luck and I really wanted to get to Charlottesville so I got off in Dillwyn and hiked another mile up to another street light to wait for another ride.

 

I am feeing great!  It is before 11am and I have gone over 20 miles and met this great family.  I was very confident that another ride would come soon.

 

But…

I was wrong.  

 

I waited.  Then moved up the road a bit.  Then waited.  Then snuck into the woods for a nap.  Back to the road.  Lots of waiting and trying not to wait in the sun.  

Eventually after 6 and a half hours of waiting, I just decided to start walking.  Scottsville was 20 miles away and although, I knew I couldn’t walk the whole way, at least I was heading in the right direction and maybe someone would pity me as I was walking in the middle of nowhere.

 

So, I walked and it was good.  

After a few miles, a young woman, named Jenny picked me up.  She worked at Charley’s Waterfront Cafe in Farmville and she was driving a Blue Mustang with a license plate that said, “Hocker.”

 

“That is my last name.”

 

She was going home to Staunton and agreed to take me to Charlottesville.  

We didn’t talk much.  My brain was zapped from the sun and the view was nice.  

 

 

An Ode to my "long lost" roommate, Jenny.

An Ode to my "long lost" roommate, Jenny.

 

 

I arrived at 7pm and bought a bushel of strawberries.  I ate the whole thing (but wished I had had water to wash them); is that bad for you??

 

Well, I’m going to find a place to hole up for the night soon.  Unfortunately, I recently formatted my hard drive so had to reload a lot of programs and my photos are not uploading.  I will try to fix this tommorrow.

 

All the best to everyone.

 

Create your world,

ben.

 

“Avoiding danger is no safer in the long run than outright exposure. Life is either a daring adventure or nothing.” Hellen Keller

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