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Day 41: Out of Texas

Waiting out the storm in Louisiana.
Waiting out the storm in Louisiana.

Yes the day finally came, we left Texas and crossed into Louisiana..woohooo! Started the ride today with wet roads but no rain. Seems like we did the 50 miles to Vinton,LA in no time, in fact we ended up getting to our motel (in case of torrential rains) too early to check in. Anyway, we’ll play it by ear for tomorrow’s ride.

Day 40: Still in Texas

Funny what a good meal, good night’s rest and flat roads can do for a 60 mile ride…a few of the riders (including me) decided to a “gun check” this morning enroute to our scheduled 48 mile lunch stop. After a pretty much effortless ride we made it to Mama Jacks in Kountze Texas where we indulged ourselves at the famous all you can eat lunch buffet. After another 12 miles we found ourselves at the Red Cloud RV park in Silsbee. Nice place….to bad tomorrow we’ll be trying our best to make it to a safe haven from the weather caused by hurricane Patricia.

Day 39: Onward to Goodrich, TX

Almost pedals up time at Cagle National Park.
Almost pedals up time at Cagle National Park.

After a great night at the pristine Cagle National Park campground we were ready to put the “curse of the velomanati” behind us…but Mother Nature thought otherwise. What started out as an easy 40+ miler became a very wet, wind in your face day. The saving grace was Woodsy Hollow RV park, a gem in the middle of nowhere (it’s in Goodrich, Texas). After a fabulous surf and turf dinner all was forgotten again…tomorrow is another day.

Bastrop State Park to Brenham, TX

My beautiful wife rode with us today.
My beautiful wife rode with us today.

Woke up this morning to 54 degrees….in Florida this would be a “NO RIDE” day, but we must ride. Rode an absolutely incredible route for the first 5 miles on park roads, but alas we had to detour due the firefighting activities causing road closures. No worries, Allen just put us off route along some scenic country roads..for the first 30 miles anyway. After a hardy lunch (can’t remember the name of the town) we paid the penalty…25 miles to our RV Park on a busy roadway with a stiff headwind.
Michele and I playing cyclocross.
Michele and I playing cyclocross.