Texas would be easy for those who hated reading cue sheets.
We would stay on route 380 for days. Getting to Texas also meant
we'd be meeting up with or friend and fellow ultramarathoner,
Nick Gerlich. Nick planned to ride out and meet us for lunch
and then ride half of the next day as well. John and I traded
jobs with Roger, so Roger could ride with Nick after lunch and
we could work the snack stops on the caravan. It was a nice
change of pace. After manning the first snack stop, we stopped
in the town of Post to get some ice, and check out a Texas Main
Street town. Later, we got some video footage of riders. We
did a little from the side of the road, the side of the van,
and even some with John sitting in the back of the van with
the tailgate open while riders sprinted up and tried motorpacing
until I sped up or slowed down too much for them.
Finding a good spot for the afternoon snack stop was a chore
as there's not much shade in this part of Texas and it was hot.
The humidity was rising as well. Despite the high numbers, the
heat had actually not been terribly unpleasant so far, thanks
to the lack of humidity, but that was about to change - dramatically.