We are now in the sparsely populated dry lands of West Texas. We rode only 45 miles today because the towns are not spaced out more evenly for us. We had good pavement with wide shoulders. We were advised not to rush to our motel as there would be little to do here so someone suggested that we ride as one big group. We stopped to see a mission and an art gallery - I would say we made the owner's day. We ate together at a nice little Mexican restaurant. Inevitably, a few members found their own path, but nine of us started and finished the day together. We were all rewarded by the sense of camaraderie we experienced. Dianne led us along at a nice steady pace that everyone could manage. Nancy and Lise rode sweep, meaning they followed along at the end.The crosswinds were strong by mid afternoon. Much of the land was irrigated by the Rio Grande, producing alfalfa, cotton, pecans. The land has a certain beauty but I did not hear anyone express a desire to live here, or even to extend our stay. What a way to see the country. Katherine had some junk mail from American Airlines when she arrived. It occurred to me that we could make this trip much more quickly using that option. However, it just would not be the same.
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