One of the adventures that Lilith and I had while she was here on vacation involved a judgment call on my part (yeah, I know, I’m screwed). We were driving Ludwig, my little blue Miata, up to Kerrville to stay at the river for a couple of days. On the way I took some back road so that I could show Lilith a pretty little scene that’s invisible from the highway. It’s a waterfall that I took a picture of a while back:


When we got to the bridge overlooking the fall, there was a van stopped on the side of the road, and a skinny tattooed man was waving us down. I pulled over and he came over to our car and told us that he and his fiance had run out of gas and had no money, and so far nobody – including the local sheriff – would help them out. I told him I knew of a gas station a few miles ahead. It was about 100° outside that day and they were nowhere near any shade.

I turned to Lilith and said “You okay if we get to Kerrville a little late?”
She said, “Let’s help the hippies.”

So we drove in to Comfort, where I bought a gas can, a liter of cold water and some bungee cords to attach the can to Ludwig’s tiny rear rack. As we were driving back to deliver the fuel, I called my mom’s place and left a voice message that explained what we were doing and I left the van’s license plate number at the end of the message. I like to trust people, but I also like to balance that against the fear of being cut up into irregular shapes out in the middle of nowhere.

Luckily, as evidenced by the posts I’ve written since then, the couple did not turn out to be nomadic cannibals who were luring unsuspecting motorists. They were a pair of Austin-ites who’d gone on a weekend road trip and not prepared for it adequately. We left them with the gas and the water and headed on to the river, where a lovely but all-too-short few days transpired.

5 Responses to “Balance”

  1. Lilith Says:

    I didn’t call them hippies. 😛

  2. Kath Says:

    Nice scenery! And shame on the local sheriff’s for not helping. If it had anything to do with couple’s appearance, then that’s no place I ever want to be.

  3. bezzie Says:

    Hee hee, nice story. I like the way you hedged your bet by calling your mom though.

  4. Miss Scarlett Says:

    Gorgeous spot!
    The Sheriff wouldn’t help? I kind of thought that is part of their job?

    Glad you stopped to help them – smart thinking to call your Mom with the license plate etc. I’m going to remember that tip.

  5. geeky Heather Says:

    Lilith, what *did* you call them? 😉