Ruth and Carol took us to the Tzip service station and John and I started our walk. Within 5 minutes, John found a penny on the ground. The first and last coin of the day.

 

We are walking in the piney woods with no shoulder. When a car or truck pass by, we step over in the grass and wait until it passes. Luckily, traffic is light.

 

After a few hours of walking, a man in a pick-up slowed down and asked if we were alright, wanted to know if we were broke down. We said we were OK and he drove off.

 

Up ahead was a logging operation. It was not in full swing as it was Saturday, but one logger was sorting logs, at least that's what I think he was doing.

 

A few more miles further, we saw a pile of logs in a heap along the side of the road. We decided it was a log truck that, for some reason, had lost its load. Glad we weren't walking here when that happened.

 

We passed through the town of Shopton, not much there. Carol and Ruth were waiting at the white Methodist church.

 

We found .01 cent. Stay tuned ...