Day 24- Sanderson Texas

This was supposed to be an easy 56 mile day, but after Texas’s is drunken brawl with us yesterday, she was a little hungover. It was dry but cool and it never did warm up much. And despite our best hopes, there were head wins. Again.

We started out through flat cattle fields. I expected this to be the view of the day, but no. The mountains rose on both sides and changed from green covered peaks to sharp rock cliffs. There was even one place where the road cut through the hill and showed vertical striations. I’ve never seen this before. I don’t think I’m interested in rocks, but the force that caused this to happen makes me curious.

Route 91 went east forever and thank God for podcasts. We all rolled into town within half an hour of each other, all complaining about having to pedal downhill.

Once here we sit out on foot to explore the town. First stop was Ferguson Motor Coffee, an eclectic coffee shop with tons of memorabilia. We enjoyed chatting with the owners.

Next was a trip through the hardware store next-door. I think it was called Kerr’s. It had narrow tunnels of shelving throughout and lots of metal work for yard art. If they don’t have it, you don’t need it.

What’s most interesting about this place is what people are willing to live with in order to be here. The school has 138 kids in grades pre-K through 12. The closest grocery store is 64 miles away. And yet it is a thriving little town with people who want to stay.

We went back to the church where the pastors wife Kelly had prepared a delicious taco dinner for us. They are hosting us overnight. She ate with us and told us about the town. The largest employer is the border patrol. Her church sponsors Bike group several times a year.

Long day tomorrow. 81 miles. Praying for no wind!

Things I learned today:

Lattes are best served with cookies.

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