Being the Would Be Hermit I of course like being out in the woods camping. In my “yout” I would go hiking in the mountains with one of my siblings, we’d go out for a week at a time generally. On one particular trip we came out to a dirt road running through the woods and took a break. A short time after that 2 individuals walked by and said, oh are you waiting for the bus? A bus, in the middle of the woods; yeah sure. It turns out that this particular dirt road connected a resort to their lake and they ran an old school bus up and down it for their guests. So eventually the bus did appear and we got a ride to the next trail junction, in the back of a pickup that was following the bus, since our packs didn’t fit through the bus doors. It was nice to get a ride the 2 miles to the next trail junction after 3 days of walking and it allowed us to get our campsite set up earlier than normal and get to bed sooner. Never in our wildest dreams did we ever think we’d end up on a bus route in the middle of nowhere.