An easy day's drive to the Medina, TX area for a few days of riding. The drive to the campground whetted our appetite for the days ahead. The weather is threatening, but Dave and Paige are poo-pooing me and telling me not to worry. It's hard to ignore the possibility of golf ball size hail stones.
The hills around the campground remind me of Aztec ruins. The rocks peek through the trees and beg to be explored. I know Thom would already be at the top of the nearest peak.
No phone service at the campground, so if you need to get in touch with me, send an e-mail.
Paige took this picture of me yesterday. Today I hit the road while Dave was still breaking camp, so I stayed about 20 miles ahead of them.