Just so you don't think this is all sweetness and light traveling out here. This section of Hwy 90 is a main east west truck route to the west coast, lots of noise at night.

This morning is a cold damp Northwest wind – Good direction, nice if a little warmer.

The North west wind is up. There was a heck of a thunderstorm last night and rained a lot, only the bottom side of the tarped traped some run off water, I was under the cover. Coincidence again

The only way to get to good people and fun things along the way is to get up and pedal every morning, at least by 11:00am.

Besides the truck tire wires on the shoulder- These little beauties run in patches. When the DOT mows the shoulder these get kicked on to the road.

I got a good couple of these later today, in the same tire.

Of course there are hundreds of these markers along the way. This one and one just before struck me. Jose Hernandez US Navy 21 year old when he died here

The thing about life experiences, just a soon as you start crying about your own aches and pains or unfortunate events, something like this marker(if your aware outside yourself) will remind you how difficult it has been in the past and you got through it, or how difficult it is for someone else who is getting through it. On the second tire puncture when I stopped to air up the low tire after the stopleak had temporarily plugged it a fellow in a loaded pickup truck stopped to see if I needed any help. Didn’t get his name, he shared he was traveling around, trying to get used to his wife dying a few months ago. “Hell I am retired, I can do anything, go anywhere I want to” asked him where he was headed and said probable out west, he didn’t know.   I pray he finds something to fill the very large hole he has. We all have these holes, these hungers – for me as the Psalm says, “I shall not rest until I rest in you, my God”

And another good thing while at the Judge Roy Bean Museum the pleasant woman at the counter hears about Warmshowers.org from a coworker and tell me. Keith has a great deal and here I am.

I had signed up a couple of years ago and it lapsed after my email account was hijacked – I don’t think anybody wired money overseas ,when the note said I was stranded in England with out money or ID.

It's nice to be out of the Wind to fix three puntures in one tire. In the 5 miles before hitting the 1000 mile mark picked up three holes. self sealing tubes kept me afloat into Keiths with some stops for airups.

Thats one of the mesquite thorns along the highway. Time for my warm shower and good nights sleep. Oh yea I started out Today’s blog with how difficult it is and yep it got a lot better.

And yes I passed the 1,000 mile mark – Now I feel like I am on a journey, and I know where I will be when it is over.