8:30am- We are packing up to move on in to the town. Maybe its a town we can hang out in a few days. Hoping its a friendly place. I slept really good last night thanks to Gordon, and surprising 2 bottles of vodka straight and no hang-over. Okay. Skillet, lets go see the town!
2:30pm- I guess everyday can't be good, you have to have some days that really make you miserable. Today, has drawn that battle line. I am on the out- going side of Newberry, cold and soaking wet. Just as we entered town, the rain started and it came down hard. We took refuge in a self-serve car wash until a guy came by and said this was a town that you don't want to stop in one place to long. I guess in other words "Keep moving Chump, your kind not welcome" Out into the rain and the temperature was dropping fast. If I was to hazard a guess, I would put it in the 20's. Wicked weather to say the least.
Skil's hasn't ate yet, but I have a dead squirrel in a bag I picked up. I'm doubting that I'll be able to build a fire, though. I need my ass kicked for passing a Wal-Mart and not getting him something. I just didn't fell like going inside like this. I would have left a puddle every step. This is only the third time he didn't eat in 45 days on the road. Thats not to bad, but I don't like it. I walked off the road into the woods to set up camp and found a bunch of graves that doesn't look like anybody knows is there. So, I set the tent up amongst the ghosts' and goblins. Hoping the rain lets up tomorrow.
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