Charlie Elliott to Cedar Creek
After another night and morning of rain, we finally emerged from our tent and set off towards the next town. Our first stop was a gas station, where I tried to phone my step-mom to wish her happy Mother’s Day, but there was no phone service and I kept getting cut off. Dallas and I shared some tuna and crackers before continuing. We rode south to Monticello and looked around for a place to eat, but everything in the town was closed. We ended up eating at Dairy Queen and then riding another half mile out of the way to pick up groceries.
We made it to Cedar Creek before dark despite being slowed down by muddy dirt roads and hills. Instead of finding a place in the woods, we set up our tent behind an A.M.E. church. After setting up, we heard sounds coming from inside the church. There were no cars outside, but it sounded like someone was dragging a chain, or pulling something heavy up using a chain and pulley system. The other negative to our location was the bright floodlight that beamed upon our tent all night. The place honestly creeped me out, especially when I had to leave the tent to pee in the middle of the night and was all alone, surrounded by the cemetery, the dark empty road, and the forest behind the open field where we were camped behind the church, which continued to make strange sounds at 10 or 20 minute intervals. It also rained intermittently throughout the night. Needless to say, I did not get much sleep that night.