They had just finished a construction job, judging by the tools in the back and the random microwave oven, but we still managed to fit back there.
When a truck came by, we would run up and stop them, ask for a ride and they would tell us they were going the other way.
We talked about our trip and Torrie told us about her Astronomy Degree.
As another big vehicle with towing capacity passed, I reluctantly asked Stevie to give up and hitch a ride out of here in the back of a truck.
We were truly living by the seams of our saddles, and it felt great.