47 Rides – #7 Shirtless

So yeah, I decided to walk from the hostel to Thunderbay (“Right over this next hill!  No wait, this time”)  And, thank god, a fat shirtless dude with a white grey beard in a van pulled up.  He said he was on his way to the marina and saw me walkin through the middle of nowhere with a full backpack, rucksack and guitar and decided I looked like I needed a lift.  He dropped me off at the bus station where the bus drivers terrorize the town of Thunderbay with there good intentions.