After three days and two nights outdoors, the prospect of a shower was like a birthday for a 5 year old. The past few days have been sparse on food options and shade, and i was beggining to feel like an unripe tomato that fell off the vine. Luckily, the 60 miles that separates Fredericksburg and the old logging port of West Point was not enough to ruin me….i did “ripen up” though?
The fields of soybeans and corn, and hourse farms seemed to go on forever.
Eventually though i found an oasis, a bar on the outskirts of West Point let me know i was almost back to civilization. Ashley poured me lots of water, and served me a giant plate of load nachos.
I ended the day with a beautiful sunset, and a shower!
….no pic of the shower?
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