I arose just at sunrise on the east side of town. I was in Lordsburg, NM.
I broke camp and repacked the buggy.
I followed old Highway 70 back to town.
I met a homeless man by the railroad tracks. He was laying on the patio of an abandoned building. He was in rough shape. I asked him if he needed any food or water. He told me just what I could spare. I gave him a can on soup and some bottles of water. He thanked me. We parted ways.
I made my way across town. I visited St. Joseph’s and spoke with the priest and the staff. They directed me to a place in town where I could get some emergency food!
Manny (left) and Julie (right)
I made it to the Recovery Management Center. Julie and Manny helped me out so much! Julie gave me some heater meals, boxed milk, a can of chef boyardee, and a can of beans! It would get me to the next town!
Manny was so interested in the journey. He went to his car and came back with a bunch of things he wanted to give me! A sweatshirt, a pair of sunglasses, a backpack, some snacks, and…
A ukulele! He asked me if I played any instruments. He told me he just bought a brand new uke and wanted to give it to me. Wow! What a gift!
Manny (left) and me (right)
Manny is from Silver City. He was the kind of guy who would give me the shirt off his back if I needed it. I left my hat back at the center, and he ran all the way to the library to bring it to me! He also took this cool picture of us! We parted ways.
I hung out at the library through the heat of the day. I caught up on journaling. It had been a while! I refilled my gallons at a hose outside. Shortly after 3 p.m., I headed across town.
I went to Mcdonalds and ate two McChickens. It felt good to have some hot food. I also drank alot of powerade and a bag of chex mix Manny had given me. I needed to be fueled up for the miles ahead.
I left town at 5 p.m.
I took some crazy detour. I was hoping to follow country roads parallel to I-10. I wanted to get some miles in at night. I actually lost the road a few times. It ended up being a long-cut.
But I enjoyed it. It felt good being up in the highlands. I saw great sights. I was the only one around for miles and miles:
Once I realized I missed a turn, I made my own route back up to I-10. I transferred the buggy through and over the cattle guard.
Just before sundown, I started putting in interstate miles:
At dark, I found a culvert far down beneath the road. I snuck through a gap in the cattle guard. I set up camp.
I had chef boyardee for dinner. I looked around my campsite for the night. It was almost like I knew what I was doing!
I played the ukulele. I knew nothing about the instrument, but it was fun messing around with chords and melodies. It had been a while since I had played music. I enjoyed it.
Around 10:30p.m., a storm blew in! The lightening lit up the sky like daylight! I broke camp and ducked inside the culvert. It became a wind tunnel! I crawled beneath the interstate to the dry side of the wind. I watched the severity of the storm.
I passed out on the concrete! I came too around 12:30 a.m., the storm had cleared. I crawled back to camp, set up the hammock, and fell asleep beneath a bright moon. I slept great!