Abandoned Shit Weekly Submission: Vehicles

My husband and I were on one of our fishing trips. By fishing trips, I mean he fishes and I wander around aimlessly with my camera trying not to fall in the creek. This particular outing was in a relatively untouched and uninhabited area in Martin's Creek, PA. From the gravel pull off alongside a narrow rural road where we essentially abandoned our car, we walked for what seemed like miles through forests of very mature hardwoods and high grass fields towards the creek. He said he knew a great little fishing hole where there were always trout. I wrestled with the internal question of whether I knew my new husband well enough to be certain that this wasn't an expedition to discretely dispose of my body. I decided that in reality I was far more concerned about the prospect of enormous prehistoric looking spiders lunging out of the tall grass. I shuddered as we ambled forward.

I began the hear the gurgle of the running water. I suspected that we neared the creek and but also hoped we weren't stumbling upon a hillbilly moonshine operation and that the gurgling was water cooling the still. I briefly entertained the idea of a throwing back a rustic crock jug and taking a big swig of that beautiful elixir...I mean before they shot us for invading their camp. I was attempting to refocus my rather active imagination when as we rounded the edge of the field I noticed something very out of place. There, a few hundred yards ahead of us was an old Dodge dump truck. There wasn't a house in sight for miles and no obvious avenue for how anyone could have even gotten the old truck back here. I approached intrigued but cautiously. I imagined a family or irritated raccoons charging us or a bobcat asleep in the front seat, but no, the truck was thoroughly abandoned by animal and human alike. The bed of the truck was still slightly raised as though someone had brought it back to the creeks edge to dump something when the back tires got mired in the soft soil of the creeks edge. What might someone have been trying to dispose of? And again, my imagination was off to the races...