Ride #48, 524 miles.
This was yesterday. I was too wiped out when I got home to post.
Left about 7:45 in the morning and headed due north. My goal was to ride to Possum Kingdom Lake, and beyond. I wanted to see an old stone bridge there and the dam, plus I had never been to this particular part of Texas.
First stop was Goldthwaite for some gas and some coffee. It was a little chilly for the first few hours. Jumped back on the Scout and kept heading north on Highway 16, which is the longest state highway in Texas. Goes from the border almost to Oklahoma, 500+ miles. As I was getting closer to the Lake, I realized I hadn't gauged my gas stops very well. I had to make a bit of a detour and hit a small town called Palo Pinto for some gas. I got back on track and made it to the Old Stone Bridge. It's just south the dam on the Brazos River, which flows south all the way to the Gulf Coast. Having spent many years in Houston I have crossed the Brazos countless times, but never this far north. I took a few photos of the bridge and the dam and then attempted to ride around to get a view of the dam from the other side. The River Authority has an observation point on the lake side, but the gate was locked. Bugger!
There's some really pretty land up there. Looks a lot like the Hill Country around the lake, but less rocks and less oak trees. The terrain varied a lot up there. Some spots where dead flat and some areas look like the desert stuff closer to the border. Lots of wind farms.
So, I left the locked gate and I took off heading north again. I only got a few small glimpses of the lake. I would have had to peel off the highway and ride through some neighborhoods to really see the lake, and I wasn't down for that. I had miles to burn. I made it to Olney, TX, which was the farthest northern point of the ride. Just another small Texas town. I carried on to Throckmorton for some gas and snacks. I found a picnic spot on my way towards Breckenridge. I ate quickly and got back on two wheels. More gas in Cross Plains.
On my way through Santa Ana, TX, then riding south to Brady I was starting to feel the fatigue. 40 miles of straight road for the most part during that stretch. Got to Brady and then onto Mason for the last gas stop and a breather. I needed to stand up for a while. Got back on the bile and made it home about 6:10pm.
What a day. Temps were great and low to no wind. Glad I did it. Sign me for an Iron Cheek award.