It may not look like much to you, but to me this was like settling out of a tail spin unhurt. Kyle had told me I'd find a "major highway" called 113 and that I should turn north, and that would lead me to Georgetown, where I could pick up the route I had lost. It was about 40 minutes of driving through farm country without so much as a gas station or convenience store to provide a place to get my barings (okay, I did travel without a map, so this was my own fault...) before this sign appeared. At least I now knew I was going in the correct direction on route 30! : )