Today was a spectacular day — the cool weather was perfect for cycling, the scenery was spectacular and we found a funky little place to stay at the end of the day.
At a picnic stop, Sarah leaned in close for a kiss. I was completely expecting some al fresco lovin’. Instead:
Oh, I thought you had a bug in your beard but it’s just a piece of dirt.
The highway and train tracks shared the 1560 ft (475m) climb from Sanderson, Texas to Marathon, Texas into the Marathon Basin.
Old highway survey markers along the way.
Glass insulators still in use.
Scenes from the hostel “La Loma del Chivo”