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Friday, June 21, 2019
On a Dark Deserted Road
No post yesterday because my lovely wife and I took a spontaneous trip to Maine. I’ve an old friend there who’ve I’ve known forever. We joke that we don’t have a History, we have a Mythology.
So we popped in for a surprise visit. He and his wife host a weekly craft night where people bring their projects over and everyone hangs out. We had good conversation, pizza and even got some projects done.
We decided to make the long journey home late at night. I was driving along on a very rural deserted road. There were no artificial lights or even houses nearby. It was mostly woods with a few small open fields.
Something in the review mirror caught my eye. Moonlight reflected off shiny metal. A car was driving right behind me with its lights off. The car followed me for at least a mile. That was pretty weird and more than a little disturbing. The car eventually pulled off the road and only then turned their lights on. Does anyone have a reasonable explanation that makes any sort of sense?
Right after that a cat ran into the road and we were unable to avoid it. Those two incidents, right after each other, shook me a bit. The rest of the ride home was slow and tense. Outside of seeing a deer on the side of the road nothing else happened. By the time we got home we were exhausted. Normally that drive would not have worn me out so much, but it was a lot more stressful than usual.
No wonder the horror writer Steven King lives in Maine.
In other news, the Blazer is finally sitting in my driveway. The mechanic did a great job. It handles and drives well. As soon as the rain lets up I’ll be launching the boat in the lake.
I live in an area of NH known as the Great North Woods. I'm in my dome-i-cile out in the county with my lovely wife and a varying number of family and friends
-part red neck, part hippie but all country. Experimenting and enjoying the adventure of life.