Approaching the Texan frontier, my mind brimmed with anticipation. Visions of a stark desert landscape, the whimsy of tumbleweeds, and the quest for shade occupied my thoughts.
But as I traversed the threshold, I was met not with arid expanses, but verdant trees, fields abloom with blue bonnets, and the gentle undulations of rolling hills.
East Texas defied my every expectation of “Texas,” a revelation in topography and temperament.
More astonishing still has been the openhearted curiosity and benevolence of its people. Passersby become momentary companions, their questions bridging the gap between stranger and friend. Their generosity flows as freely as the rivers.
From the alms offered by gentle hands to the shared bounty of homemade cookies, savoured not just for their sweetness but for the fellowship they forge. Forty minutes by the roadside turned into a conclave of philosophies, from the God to the imminent invasion of China.
In this corner of Texas, the sun reigns with a fervent intensity, yet it is a landscape that knows the touch of rain. Not a fleeting drizzle but a cascade worthy Noah’s days, where thunder proclaims its dominion and lightning choreographs a spectacle against the night.
But as quickly as the tempests rage, tranquility is restored. The sky, a canvas of metamorphosis, parts to herald the sun’s return, and the land breathes again, fragrant with the scent of wildflowers.
The journey westward promises more revelations, and Texas, in its boundless variety, assures that the only certainty is surprise itself.
With each pedal stroke, I carry with me the unexpected lessons of this vast land, sharing them with you, dear friends, through the miles and moments that compose this grand adventure.
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Things that have happened:
75% my fault but set my phone down in a washroom while washing my hands. Left it there. Someone took it. Silver lining; Some people let me stay at their house for 4 days while figuring it out. All my cards and money was tied to my phone. The coughed up the money so I could buy a new phone (of course I repaid them) They even drove me 60miles to the nearest best buy to pick it up. Also one of the coolest people I met so far. Living out on a ranch in Texas.
Tented through 3 of the craziest thunderstorms I’ve ever seen. found out my tent can take 3inch hail on the chin like a champ. I seriously thought I was gunna get hit by lightening in two of them. I’ve never seen the sky light up that way.
Enchanted Rock was dope I highly suggest going for anyone in the area. Definitely a really cool hike and some of the nicest camping spots I’ve been too so far.
Stopped in Fredricksburg, White Girl Wine Country. But also if your wino. They have some good stuff here. Also very german. They have a sick metal bar right downtown owned by two German sisters. anyways, went for happy hour 50% off bottles of wine. Got a little tipsy. Lost my passport.
Met a guy who let me stay on his vineyard until I figured things out. Went to the police. Posted on Facebook. Someone said she was praying and saw an image in her head that someone threw it in the bushes. Next day I find my passport in the bushes.
Currently still at the vineyard. I’m going to take a small break until the Eclipse and continue on my journey after April 8th.
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Excellent photography! Sorry to hear about losing important items! It can happen to the best of us with a momentary lapse of judgment.
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Greetings from the Lone Star State,
Approaching the Texan frontier, my mind brimmed with anticipation. Visions of a stark desert landscape, the whimsy of tumbleweeds, and the quest for shade occupied my thoughts.
But as I traversed the threshold, I was met not with arid expanses, but verdant trees, fields abloom with blue bonnets, and the gentle undulations of rolling hills.
East Texas defied my every expectation of “Texas,” a revelation in topography and temperament.
More astonishing still has been the openhearted curiosity and benevolence of its people. Passersby become momentary companions, their questions bridging the gap between stranger and friend. Their generosity flows as freely as the rivers.
From the alms offered by gentle hands to the shared bounty of homemade cookies, savoured not just for their sweetness but for the fellowship they forge. Forty minutes by the roadside turned into a conclave of philosophies, from the God to the imminent invasion of China.
In this corner of Texas, the sun reigns with a fervent intensity, yet it is a landscape that knows the touch of rain. Not a fleeting drizzle but a cascade worthy Noah’s days, where thunder proclaims its dominion and lightning choreographs a spectacle against the night.
But as quickly as the tempests rage, tranquility is restored. The sky, a canvas of metamorphosis, parts to herald the sun’s return, and the land breathes again, fragrant with the scent of wildflowers.
The journey westward promises more revelations, and Texas, in its boundless variety, assures that the only certainty is surprise itself.
With each pedal stroke, I carry with me the unexpected lessons of this vast land, sharing them with you, dear friends, through the miles and moments that compose this grand adventure.
Things that have happened:
75% my fault but set my phone down in a washroom while washing my hands. Left it there. Someone took it. Silver lining; Some people let me stay at their house for 4 days while figuring it out. All my cards and money was tied to my phone. The coughed up the money so I could buy a new phone (of course I repaid them) They even drove me 60miles to the nearest best buy to pick it up. Also one of the coolest people I met so far. Living out on a ranch in Texas.
Tented through 3 of the craziest thunderstorms I’ve ever seen. found out my tent can take 3inch hail on the chin like a champ. I seriously thought I was gunna get hit by lightening in two of them. I’ve never seen the sky light up that way.
Enchanted Rock was dope I highly suggest going for anyone in the area. Definitely a really cool hike and some of the nicest camping spots I’ve been too so far.
Stopped in Fredricksburg, White Girl Wine Country. But also if your wino. They have some good stuff here. Also very german. They have a sick metal bar right downtown owned by two German sisters. anyways, went for happy hour 50% off bottles of wine. Got a little tipsy. Lost my passport.
Met a guy who let me stay on his vineyard until I figured things out. Went to the police. Posted on Facebook. Someone said she was praying and saw an image in her head that someone threw it in the bushes. Next day I find my passport in the bushes.
Currently still at the vineyard. I’m going to take a small break until the Eclipse and continue on my journey after April 8th.
Excellent photography! Sorry to hear about losing important items! It can happen to the best of us with a momentary lapse of judgment.