We also went through the last of our “dirt” sections, which was 18 miles of beautiful country. We encountered a cattle stampede (I may have caused it by whistling at a herd; some old wooden bridges, ghost towns like Bard. This last off-road option took us out of New Mexico into Texas without any major Welcome to TX signs.
We had lunch at the Midpoint Cafe. This is the actual halfway point of Rt. 66 from Santa Monica to Chicago. It’s in the town of Adrian, where the waitstaff now had a very different accent – the Texas drawl.
After that it was a flat ride into the wind where Lon, Jim, Bonnie and I started together into the wind. We were the last ones to leave lunch but Lon pulled us to the next 5 people, who left 15 minutes before us, as we rolled together into Vega.
Tomorrow we have a short 37 mile day and we’ll get to the final destination motel.
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ReplyDeleteTo commomorate this 66 trip I rode my motorbike around the whole Lake Ontario last week in one day. Just so you know, it's customary to pop a wheelie over the finish line!!
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