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John was draggin out of Roswell, and hightailing it across the Big State. Add to the Journal!This is a collaborative effort. Mail your comments and thoughts to share on John's trip to me (click for email). I'm collating them into the Voyeurs' page. |
John's Journal
Day Six[Well, last I heard, John was limping out of Roswell, and across an unforgiving Texas. He was headed for Houston, which is perhaps why I haven't heard from him. Does the Internet go that far south?] [Apparently it was all a blur to him as well, because the next mail I get fast forwards to Nawllins, where we pick it up on Day 8] Update - Update[Now, maybe it's just me, but it does seem rather curious that of all the journal entries to go missing, it should be the one where John tells us how he recovered from his Encounter in Roswell. Hmmm.] Once, again, I forgot to give the mileage and route for yesterday. I think that my sickness has to be good enough for an excuse.Day 4's mileage = 232 miles Day 4's Route- I-25 south from Albuquerque, Hwy 380 East to Roswell, NM [Actually, that should be Day 5, but John?s memory may not be entirely intact after the incident?] Mileage = 748 (really! from 9am-11:30pm) Route- Hwy 285 South from Roswell, I-10 East to just outside Houston Well, I made it through the night and finally realized that I had brought some medicine with me. That and just laying low for a few hours really did the trick and I could move on. However, I must add that when I was crashed out on the concrete at the Shell station, it was in the very hot, sunny time of day. So, to accompany the stomach trouble, I now also have a sun burned left arm! Nice going, John! [His comment, not mine.] I left Roswell (hey isn't this the UFO capital of the world? Perhaps my "out of body experience" was some kind of UFO encounter?!) [ It finally occurs to him! ] around 9 am. The terrain got much flatter and desolate. Skies were cloudy and overcast, but didn't look much like rain. I stop in a very small town on the way to Pecos, TX for much needed gas. There is not much out here, that's for sure. I wonder what it would be like to run a tiny store out here. Hmmm, if the freelance gig doesn't work out, maybe I can find out. I have an idea: how about some sort of awards, something like the "Best Sign of The Day" or the like? OK, I have a great first installment: Most Bugs In A Square Mile - Texas, just East of the town of OzonaMan! I have ridden a heap o' miles already, and many more in the previous years of riding, but my face shield has NEVER seen so many bugs as I just scrapped off. I did try to take a picture to back me up, we'll see how it turns out. The countryside from Southern New Mexico and Western Texas didn't change too much, pretty flat, dry and not much to look at. It did change a bit, however going more to the East with a few rolling hills and many small, squat busy trees. I sure wish I knew my vegetation better (or at all!). They were really nice. Even nicer, though, were the miles of wildflowers alongside the road. They were spectacular! Really helping to break up the rest of the scenery with their golden yellows and bright blues. I continue to ride pushing on toward New Orleans. I like riding at night, the full moon mostly hidden behind the clouds. No stars to be seen, either. As I get closer and closer to Houston, the moon begins to reveal itself from behind the cloud cover. I feel the pull of the moon leading my toward Houston. Man, that's a lot of miles, but I feel good, alert, might as well go for it. Houston at last. It's 11:30 PM by the time I get into the hotel room and boy am I beat. But, I am back on schedule and not far from New Orleans.
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