I actually ran out of water—
twice—walking 94 in Montana.
The first time, it was early evening, and I got off the interstate to walk the three miles to the nearest gas station. As I was chilling under the overpass, a couple in an RV kicked down a gallon. I started heading toward the gas station for another, but decided I'd rather get back on the interstate and make miles. Bad move.
Early the next day, I was already down to a quarter-gallon. By the time Luckily, I happened to spy some cardboard blown into the freeway fencing. I pulled out my trusty marker and made up a sign reading "WATER." It took another ten minutes of walking with that sign for a trucker to pul
Luckily, I happened to spy some cardboard blown into the freeway fencing. I pulled out my trusty marker and made up a sign reading "WATER." It took another ten minutes of walking with that sign for a trucker to pull over and leave a couple bottles of Gatorade and a grip of water along the shoulder ahead of me. I have never pounded anything quicker—I must have downed four 16 oz. bottles of water in 45 seconds flat. (So quickly, in fact, that I briefly went blind.)
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GENIUS! Way to utilize your trusty marker!!