I'll keep it simple. Bad day. 60 miles climbing into a headwind on the loneliest road in America. No stops, no stores, no nothing. Except for a Prada art exhibit in Valentine, Tx., more to come. At mile 70, a thunderstorm broke out on top of us. I don't know what you do without a support car. I guess you get wet. We went into town got a hotel and then I had Jamie bring me back out so that I could finish the ride. Except, now the roads were soaked and so I was by the time I finished the last 13 miles.
Here is a shout out to Roger Harwell. He highly recommended fenders which I was very concerned was overkill. Fenders are definitely not overkill. Thanks, Rog.
So somewhere in the middle of this nightmare Jamie comes up on this art exhibit for Prada. There is no way we can ever explain how bizarre this was but, I'll let Jamie try later.
We also got to visit Marfa, Tx. Pop. 2101. This eclectic, artsy community is another modern marvel. Marfa is home to one of the oldest hotels in Tx. In fact you might have seen it if you are old enough to remember the movie "Giant" with, Rock Hudson, James Dean, and Elizabeth Taylor. (I love the movie) Giant was filmed in Marfa, Tx.
Apparently some rich artist named Donald Judd wanted to start a minimalist art community. So he basically bought the town of Marfa and set up a grant system by which other minimalist artists can live and set up their own studios. This place is crazy. The city has no law enforcement. You couldn't make this stuff up. I didn't stay long.
By the way, I have no skin on my lips, ears, or forearms.
Wow, I hope tomorrow is better. Pray for Jason Brooks who is driving to meet us in Sanderson, Tx. Tomorrow night.
Let me start by saying that it has been an absolute honor to join Lincoln out here for only a couple days. I wish that I could stay longer. Secondly, I feel undeserving to write on this blog, which feels like sacred ground for many followers. I have been amazed to watch the endless calls of encouragement and text messages that say "Hey, I am praying for you." Lincoln has been starting each day's ride with a short prayer, which puts it all in perspective. One may feel alone here, but it is obvious that the spirit of God and His faithful are along for the journey.
I can't explain the Prada store that is in absolutely the middle of nowhere. The funny part is that it really was the only interesting thing in 75 miles. Those of you looking for open land to roost or who are worried about global over crowding, may I suggest west TX.
I will miss my border patrol friends. Wow, are they good at there job. They are everywhere. I am wondering if illegal border crossings are really a big conspiracy to create more government jobs.
Lastly, Lincoln makes me feel lazy. He is a machine on a bike. I can't tell you how many times I have pulled a few miles ahead, put the car in park, thought it will be a while before he covers that gap, and then was startled as he went buzzing by the car window. Lincoln says I have to stop typing.
Sunrise over nowhere, Tx.
The Prada art project.
Only left shoes. Purses have false bottoms with security sensors. The exhibit is broken into often.
I got nothing.
Tarantula on roadway. It's much larger than it looks.
Air Force aerostat, monitoring borders with I R.
Aerostat on ground.
Hotel Paisano, from "Giant".
Goodnight Surly, goodnight friend.
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