I woke from my make shift road side camp, one of the more visible places Ihave stayed, to the sound of rain. It was early so I quickly broke camp andtucked into the woods for my coffee and oatmeal.
By the time I finished eating it was light enough to get on the road but theskies looked very threatening. Within a matter of miles the rain started,the very cold and chilly kind, and I quickly took cover under the trees.After a brief period it had slowed and I was off.
Having done a week of big and very long days, I was not feeling the love inany part of my body. I made it 20 miles to Oberlin where I took refuge inthe library. As I sat editing images and the site, the skies grew darkerand the rain picked up intensity. I swear it even got colder inside.
With the way I was feeling and the weather situation I just did not feellime doing any more miles at all. A brief conversation with the librarianand the next thing you know I am on my way to meet the fire chief at thefire station.
He clearly took pity on me and instead of having me camp on the grounds, heopened the fire house and let me in. Yep, had the place all to myself. Me,the radios, computers, a couch and two big engines. Needles to say this wasexactly what I needed and promptly recognized it as another amazing giftreceived on my travels.
The day went by quickly as the rain and wind intensified outside. I knew itwas getting colder because the heater inside was running almostcontinuously. I slept well and got some much needed rest as I get ready formy detour into NE Texas.
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