Crossing Texas

Crossing the panhandle of Texas this afternoon. What do you say about the Texas panhandle anyway. It’s different from New Mexico? Once again at the state line everything changed. Bluffs and canyons of eastern NM changed to Texas. Brown earth blue sky. Windmills. Olds ones with groups of cows around them and then new ones leading for miles into Amarillo.

It’s a quiet day on the road actually, and really relaxing. It’s 71 degrees and clear here right now at 3 in the afternoon. Jeremy finally figured out how to sleep on the dash with a view, and we turned on the radio to listen to, ‘imagine that’ country music. The big difference here is that there is song after song of male singers and not one female voice to be heard. So far the most exciting thing we have seen along the road is the “biggest cross in the western hemisphere”. Who knows why. I guess it’s Texas.

We got on the road at 8 this morning after a nice stay in Albuquerque. Albuquerque actually looks as though it might be an interesting place to live for a short time, or to visit for a week or two at least. Might be fun to come during the balloon festival in October, but probably hard to get a place to stay. The thing we noticed and appreciated most was the lack of traffic. New highways that seem to be really well engineered, at least in town.

That has been the theme all day. No traffic. Wide roads. Good pavement. Not a bad theme for a day of travel devoted to getting from A to B, or A to O as it may be, Albuquerque to Foss, Oklahoma. No plans for this day, just the open road and the miles, and no way to explain to anyone at all how good this can feel. Open roads with light traffic are reminding me why I like to travel in the MoHo, or to drive anywhere for that matter. Way too many months driving up and down in I-5 fighting wall to wall cars and trucks and people. Eastern NM and the Texas Panhandle are blessedly empty of crowds. Guess it’s easy to understand why, but it’s still makes for a great day.

Author: kyotesue

Soil scientist/mapper working for 35 years in the wild lands of the West. I am now retired, enjoying my freedom to travel, to hike without a shovel and a pack, to knit and quilt and play, to play with photography and write stories about all of it.

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