Our crew has had quite the experience this weekend, like those that have gone before, and those that will follow. As Mark already described, we had some serious riding and made good progress on his 3,129 mile quest. But he left out the beauty of the road between Alpine and Sanderson…terrific scenery and a clear road with almost no traffic.The hotel in Sanderson was indeed scary, but you kinda want that experience when are riding in such a remote area (and we did get to “cocktail by the pool”, albeit a pool that was filled in with dirt and gravel). The crew of Lincoln, Courtney and Linc’s friend Johnny turned the Budget Inn parking lot into a fun picnic, with plenty of food, beer and wine (thanks, Peter!). We capped off the night with visit to the town saloon (“El Patio”) just across the street, where a DJ spun great Tex-Mex music that compelled us to dance with the locals…not a one who tipped less than two-hundo. We knew we made an impact when the cashier at the truck stop the next morning reminded us that she was one of our dancing partners.
The road was full of surprises, like encountering the mounted cow’s head (that had the only bottle of Lone Star that got away from Joe), or watching vultures circling overhead just waiting for one of us to fall behind. We had great stories, especially from the Werds’ tales of their family ranch on the Mexican border, but also from each encounter with people along the way curious about the trek. But most of all, we had the great feeling from sharing a remendous experience with an inspiring friend.
Today (Monday) is sketchy with some rain in the area, but we will go out to the restart at a point 86 miles west of Del Rio and see what we can accomplish before heading home. Stay tuned….