Day 33 - Hondo, Tx, 54 miles, 1,417 miles total

It was a long, slow, wet and grueling ride to Hondo today.  It started out with a light rain and a persistent headwind.  The rain came and went throughout the day but the headwind persisted all day long.  Add several climbs to that and you end up with one of those, "why did I ever think this was a good idea?" days.


The Guadalupe River at Kerrville.

We crossed the wild Pecos
We forded the Nueces
We swum the Guadalupe
And we followed the Brazos
Red River runs rusty
The Wichita clear
But down by the Brazos I courted my dear


This just screams, "Texas."

So does this one.

I don't remember why I took this one.

When you're already fighting a headwind this isn't an encouraging sight.

Hmmmm.  Should I be worried?

I'm probably taking tomorrow off, and maybe Tuesday also.  The weather alarmists are seeming pretty adamant about the nasty storm moving in, and after today's ride I wouldn't mind another break anyway.




Comments

  1. UnknownOctober 14, 2018 at 9:06 PM

    Seems like you have entered some sort of Hell Week, Gare! Hang tight and do what you need to to be safe and stay well!! We’ll say prayers that things smooth out for you soon!

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  2. KathyOctober 14, 2018 at 9:39 PM

    Gary, take a breather and sleep in and stay cozy! You deserve it! I have limited internet access, so have a lot of catching up to do!

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  3. Leo TaylorOctober 15, 2018 at 5:52 AM

    Thanks Kate and Loo. You're right Loo, it is hell week. The high temperatures dropped nearly 40 degrees literally overnight. I wanted it cooler, but this is ridiculous! Wind, cold and rain today. I might try to ride tomorrow but Wednesday looks bad too. Rain in the forecast all week.

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    1. KathyOctober 15, 2018 at 3:17 PM

      Great time to buy a good book and hunker down reading! Hang tough, Gary! You’re bringing up the family average! 😁

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