Last week found me looking for a company in Crawfordsville, IN. Or rather, outside of Crawfordsville, IN. Near county road 400 south which translates into a road running east west four miles south of the center of town. The street address was 4414 east which means that it was something more than four miles east of the center of town. The town isn't very big although not small for that part of the country.
I found myself at the intersection of County road 400S and Ladoga road where 400 dead ended. I knew that it must continue somewhere further east but wasn't sure where, so being at a stop sign, I stopped and took up my trusty GPS for a look.
One of the difficulties of doing any kind of manual route planning using a GPS instead of a paper map is that in order to see the whole picture, you need to zoom out to a large scale but then you can't see enough detail to be useful. Then too, each time you zoom in, the place you are looking for appears at a different location on the screen because the scale changes and becomes difficult to find.
Anyway, fooling around with the GPS for a while, I determined how I wanted to go. It struck me that I had spent about 10 minutes at the intersection and in all that time, no one beeped me from behind. In fact, I realized to my amazement that I hadn't seen a single car on either road in either direction.
Here I was, alone, surrounded by a million corn plants and as many soybean bushes their leaves firing in the mid-morning stillness. It isn't empty, it isn't quiet; you can hear the birds calling, the insects buzzing and the plants rustling in an occasional gust of air. It's the solitude, the lack of any other human being in an area encompassing the size of Manhattan.
Truly awesome!
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that is so cool. As a city boy you just have to wonder where are all the people? even as you can enjoy the solitude and commune with the nature around you. And clearly someone planted and nurtures all those fields.
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