I’m biking on a remote, rural highway, alone. It’s almost dark. I’m without lights, panier, or even a lock. And I can’t believe I’d set out for some destination more than 200km away without any preparation.
In last night’s version, I was on foot. Still alone, on a darkening, remote, rural highway with no supplies and miles from anywhere.
But this time, I made the scary decision to leave the road for a wooded path.
The path morphed into a university library and the librarian held up a line of complaining clients while drawing me a little map.
He told me the path was frustrating but it should only take me 30-45 minutes.
I’m not making this up.