Friday April 4th thru Sunday April 6 th. 160 miles total. Now at 1517 total miles
Doing some combining here. The ride to Del Rio continued our time on Hwy 90, been on this road since Alpine. A short, easy day. Gravity good, downhill. Wind good, behind. More west Texas lands. Del Rio is on the border, most notable place of interest here is the Laughlin AF base. Did laundry. No connection to internet. Easy day.
Del Rio to Montell, way different. First, still on The 90, but....Texas chip and seal surface at its absolutely worst. And that is saying a lot. Overcast, first day of that. No rain, but no sun. Gravity, flat, wind, big time in our face. A fairly miserable ride. No, very miserable. Oh yeah, add a lot of traffic. 80+ mile day. Did leave The 90 finally. Off to the hinterlands. As if that wasn't where we had been.
Got to a little town called Bracketville. Three of our riders were followed by a dog going out of town. They repeatedly tried to get the dog to go back. Didn't happen. They finally got the dog's ID info off the collar and called. No answer. On this tough, windy, long day, these three riders returned to town, found the address, reunited the dog with its owner. Both dog and owner were overjoyed. Thanks, Dina, Gina and Nicole for the effort. By the way, the dog was originally found on the border and probably didn't speak English, thus not understanding commands to go home. ESL program needed.
When the day was done, all gathered in the rec room of the campground where we were staying and anyone showing the slightest inkling of saying something bright, cheerful or positive for the day....was put on notice that such positives would not be tolerated. I was happy the day was over. I kept quiet.
But we had left the desert and were in the Texas Hill Country. This is legendary country for riders. I've wanted to ride here in the springtime for years. We were in this country for 5 days, now leaving tomorrow as we exit for east Texas. I was not disappointed.
The day to Lost Maples was stunning, even though we had the closest thing we've had to rain yet,
which wasn't rain but a fine mist. The country was rolling, three good climbs, three good downhills. Blue bonnet country, in full bloom. A great day.
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