Right Smack in the Storm Track
Yesterday, I could manage only 97 miles before Hermine forced me to head for cover. As fate would have it, I stopped in Boerne, Texas.
Now Boerne is a great place, but not when it raining 2″ per hour. I pulled into the motel and caught up on email, work, and the blog and waited for the storm to pass.
By 1 pm this afternoon, I realized it was going to take all day. So, I donned my rain gear, loaded Dave and hit the Interstate. Hermine gave us five minutes of rain free riding and then dumped on us for the next 45.
By the time we reached Kerrville, however, the sky began clearing and when we arrived in Sonora for fuel and lunch, there were just big puffy cumulus.
I had lunch at a Sonic Drive In (one of my favs) in Sonora and then rode on to Fort Stockton.
The I-10 is a great interstate to ride because there are so few trucks between San Antonio and Stockton.
The cuts made during the interstate construction clearly show the geology of the region. My father loved the desert and he most surely would have loved this part of west Texas.