I discovered that the winds would not be with me to set out to Del Rio. I had been warned about going there because it was the most dangerous border town on the trip. I decided to create an alternate route to get to Kerrville and looked ahead at the wind forecast to plan it out. The winds were coming strong from the South so I decided to take them up to I-10 and then cut across to Ozona. Better to have them going with me for 70 miles and then ride with a cross wind for 30 than having a constant headwind. Using my Wind Alert app I have been learning how to predict this huge obstacle unique to this part of the country.
I plugged along for 20 miles and realized how exhausted I was. I had done 300 miles in the past 3 days and I was looking at doing a 100 plus today. I climbed the endless hills and at the 50 mile mark I began to think about calling it quits in a small town I was passing through.
Come to find the only lodging option was a small motel that had been completely rented out by an entire migrant worker crew. The impending windstorm on Monday made camping impossible and I had Unk meet me with some water and food to regroup. He warned me that there were still many “hills” to climb ahead and that was going to be tough. Did I want a lift in the car he asked? Did I want a lift? Yes. Was I going to take one though was a different answer. I was determined to pedal through with out getting in the car unless it was a dire emergency and this was no emergency – I was just tired.
I told him to go get a hotel in Ozona and I would pedal the 60 miles more to meet him there. After he left I went on with the foresaid climbs and listen to some ’71 Grateful Dead shows. Then the strangest thing happened. It rained. I couldn’t believe it because it came out of nowhere and it seemed to be just raining around me! I hadn’t seen rain in nearly a month and it was actually quite refreshing and kept me driving forward. After over 100 miles I arrived and had a pizza ordered of which I ate most of the whole thing by myself – I was exhausted in every sense of the word. Two more days until my rest and speaking in Kerrville!