Day 33: Richards to Coldspring, Texas

Lake Conrad, near New Waverley, Texas

Today John and I decided that there are no live armadillos in Texas.  The state just has a factory to manufacture carcasses and spreads them around Texas on the roads.  Not quite the same with javalinas... we saw three live ones and two dead, so we believe that they still exist.  

Our ride today was very short-- supposedly 44 miles although we have learned to add a few Bubba miles every day.  Today added up to about 48 rather than the 44 promised but who is counting?  People voluntarily riding coast to coast should not be obsessing about every extra mile-- but most of us do.  The beginning of the ride was lovely-- through the Sam Houston National Forest.  The rest was on a busier road but not awful.  We are now in yet another RV park-- we are all beginning to understand the limitations of the RV park for tenters...the RVs all have their own toilets and they aren't really expecting 45 tenters.  So, once again we have two showers-- one for men, one for women, and once again they have limited hot water which is always gone by the time I arrive.  At Mexican Hill I just gave up and took a bird bath with a wet cold washcloth.  That meant, however, that I hadn't had a shower since Sunday in La Grange.  This is Wednesday and I have ridden many hot sweaty miles.  Fortunately Bubba has felt our pain and offered the shower in his RV so I am again, temporarily, clean.  

Not much else to report-- we are in the land of the fire ants, today we crossed our first "bayou" and we have come into the land of red dirt.  We will be home in Maine three weeks from yesterday.