Nice Library here, modern and efficient. They do limit you to 30 min per PC session so I had to close out my last Blog and start this next one.
So what have I been up to otherwise? Let’s see, the 3rd night on the road, I was in WV and it got dark, so I was keeping an eye out for a place to stop. I saw a sign for a 4H Camp and turned in. It was about dusk. I went to the custodian’s house and was met by a large black dog who did not look socially inclined to make new friends. So after he barked away for awhile, I decided there was no one inside. So I asked myself what anyone should ask themselves in this situation. “If I was the custodian and a strange person came onto the camp and I wasn’t there, would I approve of him setting up a tent?” Sure I would, that is what 4H is all about “Helping House Homeless Hobos.” thus the 4H motto was born. So I pitched my new tent and had every intention of informing the custodian of my plight when I was done. Lo and behold, as I finished and I was walking back to make nice with the Big Black socially maladjusted dog, a truck approaches. It’s 4H Dude! He was very nice and told me to make myself at home in my tent. As we exchanged pleasantries, he said to have a quiet night and told me I may have “visitors”. So I says to him, “Visitors?” He said, “Well we have deer that get curious, but they are harmless.” I said thanks and turned toward the tent. He then said, “Don’t let the coyotes howling bother you. They won’t hurt you but they do get noisy at night.” I thought to myself, “Why didn’t he just quit at the Deer?” I said, I think I’ll sleep with my .45 tonight. He thought that was a good idea. So I did.
I got a good night’s sleep and enjoyed my new tent and meeting my new 4H friend, Darrell. Next morning, he came driving up after I was out of the tent and asked how I did. I told him the coyotes came by but I brandished my weapon and they left fearing for their lives. I think they were gang bangers looking for some action, but I was ready for ‘em. He laughed as we kidded around. I must say they were quite noisy and I wish I would have recorded the soundtrak of their howling. It went on all night intermittently. It was perfect for a werewolf movie. Darrell, my new best 4H friend then offered to open a cabin and let me shower and clean up. I couldn’t refuse. It was not as exciting as the “River Wash”, but the water was warmer and I still got clean.
After that, I dried out the tent, ate some Cheerios and went on my way after speaking to Darrell about the plight of the old USA. I made some notes and audio snippits of our conversation. What a guy, a true American. It was time to move on about 10:15 Thursday morning.
That’s all for now, library closing. Talk to you in the next episode of “As Drake Turns the World Upside Down.” It features exclusive documentary from various States in the local vacinity. Later. Drake
