I don’t usually pick up hitchikers. Something I was told not to do when I was young…and reinforced by watching more than a few of those movies where picking up a hitchiker never leads to a happy ending.
Anyway, I was getting onto I-91 this afternoon, the sun was beating down and there he stood on the side of the on ramp. Before I really thought about what I was doing I had pulled over and he was quicly making his way toward the car. As Eddie got in he looked to be in his late 50’s, early 60’s. As we began to speak I could tell there was an interesting story there…if only I could get to it.
“So, what has you walking today?” “Oh, I have been walking the Appalachian trial and my knees started to hurt and so I decided it was not fun anymore and am heading home.” “How long have you been walking?” “I started walking in Georgia months ago. Don’t know why I started really, I’ve walked the entire thing once before.” “You know that is one of my life goals…to walk the entire trail…I’m not sure why, but I would really like to do that…maybe with my son.” “Well, go do it…I have lived my life like an adventure…don’t know why I just have.”
A few miles later I dropped Eddie off at the on ramp for the Mass Pike. He was hitchining it to Syracuse, NY where he had family he was planning to stay with.
I looked in the mirror as I pulled away…one guy on the side of the road with nothing but a pack on his back and a destination in mind, with no idea how he was going to get there.
It may sound crazy but I would love to take the time and give it a shot. “I live life as if it were an adventure”
Good luck Eddie…