I have reached a new low. It seems there is no way to get out of this place. Everything around me is full of nothing, no life. I must make the most of it though as my ticket out of here is not for a couple more days.
So what to do with a couple of days in the middle of no where. It's a couple miles to town. Which mind you doesn't have that much more to do, but it's a damn sight better than setting on my ass for two days watching the wind blow.
I put on a pair of cargo shorts, a sleeveless shirt, and jogging shoes. Heading out the door I snag a bottle of water from my cousins fridge and make my way out to the road. As I approach the road I take note that I have not seen a car pass since I walked out the door. Being from the country myself, I am not overly concerned with having any kind of trouble.
About a half mile down the road a guys pulls over and asks me if I need a lift. I climb into his Jeep thinking this could be a bad idea. He asks me where I am going. I explain that I am just looking for something to do for the day as my cousin is at work and I am just here visiting. He tells me that he is going to town for fuel and then going out to his families property to do a little off-roading. He says will drop me off in town where ever I want after he gets fuel.
On the short ride to town we make small talk and learn that we seem to have a bit in common. After getting gas he tells me that if I want to tag along I am more than welcome to, but it will just be the two of us. I thought why not, there didn't really seem to be anything in town that could be that much fun.
We roll out of town and turn off into a pastor. At the other end is a forest. He asks me if I have anything against getting wet. I told him that aside from my cell and my wallet I don't have anything that can't get wet. He has me put my stuff in the glove box and takes off toward the trees.
At first it didn't seem all that grand of a place to be, but as we get into the trees the trail starts to get pretty hairy. There are several downed trees that he easily crawls over in the Jeep. Then it opens up into a creek, in which he just drops right into. Instead of crossing he turns and goes down stream. We both got drenched before he turns out on the trail.
After about fifteen minutes my ass is starting to get sore from the damp clothes. Before I can say something about it he stops. He turns to me to say he needs to dry off a bit before we go any further. I am not sure how we are going to manage that as I didn't see any towels. Even if there were any towels they would be soaked as well.