Alex and I arrived in Street, MD with the trip odometer reading 1670 miles.
The drive through Delaware was monotonous, but at the crossing into Maryland, the strip malls and stoplights disappeared and rolling hills with banked turns filled their void. Best of all, the sun was finally out.
The Harkin’s farm was a sight for eyes sore from days in the city. Mrs. Harkins greeted us in the driveway with what I call mama’s hugs, helped us carry in our bags, and set us down with food and drink. A nurse by trade, she properly cleaned and bandaged my cut and saw to it that I had the necessary supplies to make a full recovery.
It wasn’t long before our friend Jared was home from work and we headed to the river with his brothers to swim.
Time with Jared is all about “Man Points” which are garnered through participating in certain displays of masculine behavior. Catching fish, shooting things, riding in trucks, splitting logs, wearing a tool belt, etc.
The following day we went fly fishing and honorable opportunity for man points.
Here is a sequence of pictures showing Jared pouting over losing a trout. Negative man points!
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