It's a lot harder to get going in the morning with 5 people than it is with 1.
We finally departed Suzanne's house sadly at 8:00 AM. We then had todrive 45 minutes to New Braunfels where it had rained recently and the roads were soaked. In addition, I made some bad road selections and found myself in some tight spots.
I also had a new experience today. After all the miles I've covered I finally got cussed, I mean I got cussed good. On some lonely country road in the middle of nowhere somebody stopped and informed me, in no uncertain terms that I was all that was wrong with cycling, in fact I was all that was wrong with the whole world. He cussed me so bad it kind of got funny to me, which made him cuss harder. I told him that I hoped he had a great day and he drove off like I had offended him.
We had to stop for rain on several occasions and had trouble finding lunch. The first place Amy found was closed on Wednesdays. We then started seeing signs for a Chevron with a BBQ place in it. We found it but they only have the gas station in so far. Lunch was peanut butter and crackers.
Once again I'm indebted to Roger Harwell. In any kind of wet scenarios you would be soaked without fenders. With fenders it's very tolerable. Thanks Roger.
We finally put the bike up about 2:00 PM because it came another
soaker. We then headed back to Austin to the Springhill Suites, Courtesy of Clark Edgin (Amy's brother, thanks Clark).
I got a call from an old college buddy (Steve Vierra) last night. He had talked to another college buddy (Jeff Wyatt) and found out that I was in the area. We had dinner with Steve and his wife Annette, and their daughter tonight. Once again I'm amazed at how God is giving me insight into my life through these experiences and the relationships with people new and old.
It's been a great day to be together as family. I'm amazed that my kids are just as irritating as they were before I left. They said the same thing about me.
Is my wife awesome or what? First she flies to California to save my life, then she listen's to my crying everyday, then she drives 14 hrs to see me the same week that she's supposed run a half marathon. Talk about heroes and angels, I LOVE MY WIFE!
Tomorrow, I rest. This rest was not my choosing, but imposed by my wife.
We're going to check out the UT campus. Darren, Owen, that's the real UT, where they play football and everything.
Brace yourselves people, I'm not blogging tomorrow. I know some of you will probably need to chew a piece of nicorette or something, but I promise, you'll survive. I'll be back to blogging on Friday and then you should have a couple more weeks before you have to find a new show.
The steady steed awaiting transport.
Suzanne, Ella, and Inca.
The whole crew. They tried to stand in front of the steed. I said no.
The appearance of homework.
How did they get excused from school anyway? Hmmmmmmm, can you say Sheri Crigger?
Lovely weather for a ride.
I'm way back there on the left.
Uhhhhhhh, where did the shoulder go?
One lane river bridge.
One lane river bridge crossing.
The steed at home on the old San Antonio road.
Kolton taking picture through window of rearview mirror. With gummy bear stuck on it. If only he applied himself on homework that well.
Ok, I'm confused. Is that like inflight driving lessons on the ground?
What a support crew. Jeff Gordon eat your heart out.