Started: Oct 5, 2010 8:02:56
Ride Time: 8:27:58
Stopped Time: 49:26
Distance: 92.65 miles
Average: 10.94 miles/h
Fastest Speed: 93.26 miles/h
Climb: 10775 feet
A long and unpleasant day of riding. I started in a town with nothing of interest (Sanderson bills itself as the “cactus capital of Texas”), rode through 90 miles of dull, repetitive, and un-scenic scenery, and arrived in an even less interesting town (Comstock bills itself as “between Amistad and Del Rio”).
But the thing that made today memorably bad instead of just forgettably bad was the headwind. I’ve been fighting headwinds for the past five days, but today’s was especially strong and unrelenting. I spent the entire ride cursing it in my mind. If that wind had been at my back instead, I would have easily made it the next 30 miles to Del Rio. Apparently the wind is always like this at this time of year.
So, not much else to say about today other than that I am beat.
3 thoughts on “Day 18: Sanderson to Comstock”
Here’s a little song I sing to myself to overcome nasty headwinds–I can sing it for hours:
“You’re a fucking motherfucking motherfucker–
A motherfucking fucker fucking motherfucker–
Fucker fucker fucker fucker fucker–
Fucking fucker fucking motherfucker–”
It really works!
If I recall correctly, Comstock boasts the Judge Roy Bean (“The Law West of the Pecos”) Museum.
Close enough: it’s actually the hamlet of Langtry, about 40 miles away. Rode by it but did not stop.