An uneventful trip. Just the way I like it. Redlined it as far as San Antonio. Started on Rte. 118 out of Kent TX through Fort Davis, Alpine, Del Rio and Uvalde til I got to San Antonio. I-10 from there except for a short detour on Rte. 90 to avoid a traffic snafu.
The road to Fort Davis was a twisting, scenic drive which passed the McDonald Observatory. The town itself was tiny but picturesque. Even though the elevation is 4500 feet in Alpine, you wouldn’t know it. It seems to sit in a valley and my vision of a quaint village, teeming with lederhosen clad cowboys, was unfulfilled. From there it’s a gradual decline to the flatlands of San Antonio and the drone of eighteen wheelers hauling their cargo east.
Stopped for the night in Orange TX at an absolutely pitiful Motel 6. Altogether, that leg was just short of 800 miles. The rest of the way was easy. Arrived in Gulfport around 2:30 in the afternoon.
Got a surprise call from a guy I worked for at Fallen Oak. Today was his birthday and he must have been going through his contact list. In fact, he called twice. The second time after his best childhood friend rang when I was on the line initially. It was amazing how long we talked. Subjects ranged from looping when he was just a lad, to some soccer player, the Masters and finishing with the Catholic religion and his stint as an altar boy. OMG!
Then there was this:
Shots fired at Augusta Waffle House stemmed from Facebook – I can see it because of their food but a facebook post?