Last night was more pleasant than the night in Sanderson. That night, in addition to being cold, featured three Union Pacific freight trains shaking the ground as they passed close by. There must have been a sign to blow the whistle, because we were wakened with long, loud toots.
Last night featured birds singing after dark for several hours. No owls. They were very melodic.
I got up at 6 am to heat water for coffee and tea, and set out breakfast food such as hot and cold cereals, bagels and cream cheese, yogurt and fruit. Flynn set out makings for lunches including peanut butter, jelly, Nutrella, different breads, cookies, Mitch mix (GORP), and energy bars.
Temps were in the 40s and the wind was from the east (a headwind) ... and it never stopped blowing all day. Unrelenting. Combined with the chip seal and seeming to always go slightly uphill, this was for me the hardest day of the trip so far. You had to fight for every mile, and the chip seal was so rough I couldn't get above 12 mph. I was also the last rider out of camp (at 8:45 am because of fixing breakfast).
We passed a large lake, part of Amistad National Recreation Area, a joint park with Mexico (see photos). The two mile long bridge in the photo was dicey to ride, with wind, semis passing, and a two foot wide shoulder filled with debris. We were all glad to be past the bridge.
Bob Plant, Bob Gordon, Terry and I rode the last 30 miles from Del Rio to Bracketville in a pace line due to the headwind. We are camped in Fort Clark Springs park with leafy trees and no hulking RVs for a change. My legs are tired from pushing 75 miles against the wind. My posterior, hands, arms and shoulders hurt from the chip seal vibration.
Tomorrow is 90 miles of the same ... Should be fun!
Bruce
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