my parents told me never to hitchhike, or pick up hitchhikers. “they might have a knife! or a gun!” so I’ve never picked up a hitchhiker in my 40 years.

today’s experience might change that. I was about halfway home from a loop to Providence when I had a breakdown (spoke) and couldn’t continue. as you can see on the map below, I stopped about 18 miles short of making it back home. my riding buddy said he would come back for me, but I knew that would be a couple of hours.

So there I was carrying my bike up the hill when a couple in a truck with a massive trailer pulled up to ask if I needed a ride. to my astonishment, they drove me nearly 15 miles from Wrentham to Landry’s in Norwood, whereas they were headed to Brockton. i was overwhelmed by their generosity

and that wasn’t the only nice part of the day. the view of the water from India Point Park in downtown Providence was divine!