On the road again
Goin’ places that I’ve never been.
Seein’ things that I may never see again
And I can’t wait to get on the road again.
— Willie Nelson, “On the Road Again,” 1980
BASTROP, Texas — After three nights in Austin, a chance to reunite with wife, dog, friends and relatives, we’re back on the road toward East Texas and, in less than a month, the Atlantic Ocean.
It’s hard to believe that this bicycle journey, which began Sept. 20 in San Diego, is scheduled to end in just over three weeks, on Nov. 21 in St. Augustine, Fla.
Sunday’s ride out of Austin to Bastrop State Park, just short of 50 miles, was relatively easy because I was carrying no panniers. It’s amazing how much easier it is to get down the road without 50 pounds of gear hanging on the racks.
I rode the 50 miles with friend and neighbor Erik Hansen, who came down to Austin from Fort Worth. He and his wife, Kathryn, attended a Saturday party for me and my fellow riders hosted by bother-in-law Jim Finney and his wife, Rennae.
I didn’t have to carry my gear because Kathryn carried it in the Hansens’ car and she met us at Bastrop State Park.
My wife, Mary Ellen, and our dog, Bailey, also came to Austin from Fort Worth for a sweet reunion.
This will be a short blog post. I’m writing it inside my tent on battery power and by the light of my headlamp. We’re expecting an overnight storm, so we’ll probably have to break camp in the rain and ride in the rain Tuesday morning.
And I had just gotten all my gear dried out and cleaned in Austin after heavy rains in the Hill Country last Wednesday night.