I left around 11:30 in the morning, not planning on a trip longer than 3 hours, so all I had brought was a Snickers bar and Powerbar energy gel. I wasn't planning on a survival situation, but it happened to me nonetheless.
I was going to bike up Newberry Hill, but I quickly gave it up for an easier route (Newberry Hill is a steep road that goes up and up). So I found a different route the my mom use to drive when we lived elsewhere. So I went and took Chico way, it follows around until you end up in more urban Bremerton,
I then surprisingly got to the end of Holly Road. This is when the survival situation commenced. I then attempted to text my mom saying, "I'm lost". She replied with, "If you are getting scared, stop and pray." "Where are you?" "I can come and get you." I of course had bad service, so all of her texts came at once. I said to her "I'm at the intersection of Holly and Seabeck Holly Road" I was thinking she would put it in her GPS and help me find my way. Nooooooop, "Go towards Holly".
Bad facial expression...
At this time I had cross many miles of treed wilderness, no cell signal or civilization whatsoever. I liked it. It was surprisingly therapeutic. The sound of wind dubbing into my soundtrack of Iron Maiden, and the lack of cars. I was alone, doing what I love, and it felt good.
So after the ponderation, I decided to take a left down the fork in the road.
With the creepy road...
The biggest problem was, at the end of the Seabeck Holly Road, there was a 4-way intersection, dead end to the left, dead end in front, dead end to the right. I was now annoyed, I had to go all the way back, up steep inclines and constantly fighting the ever increasing rain.
GOT A FLAT. No idea how it happened, it just did. When I was repairing the tube later, it was a small pinhole that ended my journey.
"Hey Luke how's it going?"
"Good..ish, I kinda have a flat."
"YOU WHAT? I'M COMING TO GET YOU! WHERE ARE YOU?"
Thank you mama, for saving me!