The morning started out great, but as it wore into the afternoon, the wind picked up and I struggled. Near the Texas border, the New Mexico landscape started to flatten, and as I crossed into Texas, the landscape became flat and brown, and it was hot!
To imagine riding a motorcycle through Texas:
Close your eyes. Picture the color light brown as far as the eye can see all around you. Now imagine a dragon is breathing fire on you. Even the wind is hot!
Flat, dry, hot, and windy. Each mile seems like an eternity.
I stopped in Childress after 293 torturous miles, and made a bad hotel choice. My room had flies in it. I went to the front desk and said there were several flies in my room, expecting the receptionist to give me another room. Her response was, "Oh, you want the Raid then?" Uh, apparently flies in the room are not so unusual, and they have Raid on hand to give to guests to take care of the fly problem.
The next day I got up to find another windy day. I have a friend in Forth Worth, 227 miles from Childress. I fought the wind the whole way, and was relieved to finally arrive at my friend Liz's apartment. She was out of town, back the next day, but left me a key with the leasing office of her apartment complex. I got the key, went into Liz's apartment, cranked the A/C, and spent the rest of the day drinking water and cooling off!
On Wednesday, Liz came back from her business trip and we had planned on spending the day at the pool. But, I went to breakfast in the morning before Liz got back, and left the battery on on my bike. Before pool time, I had some errands to run and sat on my bike to find the battery dead. Instead of pool time, I had the bike put on a flat bed truck, and taken to a Harley dealership. Bob, in charge of service, charged up the battery for me, and didn't charge me! Thanks Bob! No charge for the charging!
When I got back, Liz and I hit the town of Forth Worth. Some good Mexican food followed by a few tasty beers! Thanks so much Liz for the hospitality!
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