|Only in Texas would you have a BBQ pit shaped like a gun!|
We rode through Waco and out the north end of town, expecting to reach Alvarado (about 70 miles away). But we were both rested and feeling so cocky, and making such good time, that we decided about lunch time that we had a chance to go all the way to Fort Worth in one day. So I contacted my niece, and asked if we could bunk with them, and then sailed on the winds into the city.
This was our longest day yet, at 95.1 miles. We averaged 15.1 miles an hour, too - our best yet for a loaded bike. (We had one short day when we averaged 16 miles an hour, but as Roger was quick to point out, "we weren't carrying the packs that day so it doesn't count!")
Along the road, Colin passed us as he was driving to his work site in Cameron. It was a surprise to have the truck pull up next to us and see a familiar face!
|A final so-long to Colin on the road|
|Rachel, Jeff and Aleska|
Blow me all the way to Fort Worth