I was up and out of the shed by 7 and so was on the road in time to see the sunrise. The sky was almost clear and it was a good temperature so the day started well. I made good progress and passed through Port Arthur and towards the border with Louisiana. Being close to the Gulf of Mexico, there were plenty of oil refineries billowing smoke into the skies. I’d been a little concerned that the large number of eighteen wheelers would make for less than pleasant riding, but they gave me plenty
Before leaving Houston I knew I had 5 days to ride about 450 miles so I would get to New Orleans for Christmas. I’d spent a rest day with Mayra, a friend from my time in Korea, and stayed at her parent’s place the night before. I’d packed up and was expecting to be up at 6 and on the road early, but, as with most well thought out plans, it didn’t happen. I didn’t end up getting up until around 8:30 and instead of quickly hitting the road decided to spend more time
Carol had to go to church to prepare breakfast tacos and perform again so was out before we woke up, but she had organised our breakfast before we went to bed. What a host! James, having owned his own restaurant where he was the chef, whipped up some delicious omelettes. We slowly got ready and hit the road. We rode together for the first 8 miles which was lovely. Even though we were going into a headwind, it felt faster and easier than it would have otherwise. We parted ways after that because
I stayed with two different, yet spectacular hosts in Austin. Both Zoe & Walt were very accommodating and had been able to give me quite varied experiences. I’d got to go to a party, get a new tent from REI, sightsee and even help volunteer at meals on wheels. I hadn’t managed to achieve everything I set out to do, and the rain clouds that had been lingering over Austin had matched my mood about that failure. However, when I was finally ready to leave and packed my bike up, the
I’d mentioned a hope to get some pecan pie during my time in Texas as I’d seen lots of pecan trees. You can imagine how excited I was then when I got to the house to find June had prepared home-made waffles with pecans in the batter. While we were eating breakfast, her son-in-law brought over 3 of his children as June would be looking after them. They had such energy and happiness and were a pleasure to be around. After breakfast and playing around outside I had to head off to Austin.