I had pulled in from the road for no other reason than to let a bus pass me.

Now the Way [Tao] is like a broad road.

The young traveller came along the road in the rosy mist of the morning.

Over the next half hour, there were four more 'close- calls', but I think that I managed to remain hidden well enough behind trees and bushes and by keeping as far away from roads as possible.

But even as she strained her eyes down the darkening road, she heard a pounding of hooves at the bottom of the pasture hill and saw the horses and cows scatter in fright.