Here we are..... at route 66. But on the way, we had some incredible experiences. The day started off simple enough (but way too late - 11:00). While we were gearing up, we met a man that had one a mission trip on the reservation we were planning on visiting. When we told him about the school supplies, his response was the same as others we have asked. We are now going to be looking for others to give to. The reservation is definitely needy, but not the type that will pass the giving on. So please, give us some ideas.
On to the day; we dressed for rain which proved a good thing, since all we had were minor sprinkles. For those that ride, you can appreciate the irony. But, it was cooler than either of us anticipated, so the gear served as a barrier to the cool air. On the way, we met a man that worked in a convenience shop that gave a drug addict credit so that she could have cigarettes. That may seem counterproductive, but the idea is that he was a giving man. Roadrunner gave the man three pencils, the man told her that he had three children, and who had told her. "No" was the simple answer, his was that God must have told her.
Dallas was interesting. We did not die and we were able to make it through the city traffic with relative ease. It was very scary. Jose stayed up with Roadrunner and Roadrunner was able to stay up with the traffic. The funny thing is that when nervous, Roadrunner bangs her legs against the tank. No dents, which is a good thing.
Later in the day we found out that Oklahoma is a great place to get quarter horses. Lots of breeders and many horse farms. It was interesting to see all the baby horses in the fields (despite the fact that we were traveling quite quickly through the area.) One interesting spot was the "scenic pull off". At first blush, it looked like a sad joke. Nothing but a hill with lots of garbage. Then we turned around. Much better. But it would have been funny to see our faces when we first got there. The second pull off was much better and much more picture worthy.
Lots of construction. One time there was a man that felt that he needed to be in front of everyone; despite the fact that there was one lane. He got in front of us but not the 18-wheeler. For several miles, he tried (unsuccessfully) to repeatedly pass the truck. We hung back for the wreck, and fortunately, the people behind us saw what was going on as well and gave us the same space; A good riding day.
The most amazing thing for me was the wind farm. I have never seen them up close. At that point I said "all reservations are off! We are now going to start enjoying the ride.” So we are cancelling our reservations for the rest of the trip and only booking one day out. No more destinations - all of this will be journey.
