My eyes opened, feet traveled to the motel rooms window, hand slowly opened the curtain, eyes reluctantly recorded the weather conditions. My fate was sealed. Snow that had been forecast had arrived. An inch was already on the roads. It was only 7am though. Checkout time was 11am and perhaps it would be safer to travel … Continue reading
Man I didn’t want to come out of the sleeping bag the morning of Day 53. It was cold, but for the first time in a few days it wasn’t raining. I had make my escape from the campground and get on the road again. Get while the getting was good you know. When I … Continue reading
It just rained for three days straight. When I think of Texas I think of dry arid land full of desert landscapes or maybe large ranches with cacti. I didn’t expect to experience more rain in Texas than any other state that I’ve been in. Washington would have been my number one bet if I … Continue reading
My campsite at the Huaco Springs RV park is located right on the bank of the Guadalupe River. Some tame, little, feathered friends came right up to me as soon as I unzipped my tent to help me celebrate fifty days on the road. I’m really not sure what species of duck they were, but … Continue reading
It’s only taken me seven weeks to realize that if I just buy some more socks then my laundry days will be much further apart. Wearing pants and shirts a few times on the road isn’t a big deal, after all nobody knows me. I can even get an extra day out of the boxer shorts. Wearing … Continue reading