Day 58

I woke up to the sound of an alien spacecraft landing in the nearby woods. That or it was the cicadas doing their morning chant. Yesterday ad I was leaving the boundary of civilization, I had forgotten to pay heed to rule number 2, and ended up doing my duty under a bridge. Not fun in case you were wondering. And now, checking the radar, I see a large storm headed somewhat this way but northeasterly. Being under a bridge is perfect for weathering storms, but the question is, do I stay or do I go in hopes the rain will turn. I have an umbrella and a tarp, but standing on the side of the road trying not to get wet, us a miserable way to spend a few hours. I guess I will just wait and see which way it goes.