Here’s the ground covered on this trip – it is the dark red line..
The last thing my mother said when she walked out the door on Monday morning was “Have you looked at the weather?”
“Yeah, I saw some rain forecast for where I’m going, but the front is moving and it should have left the area before I get there. Anyway, the weather people are rarely correct about anything.”
Yes. Cue the music to “Jaws”.
I wound up spending about 6 hours in rain ranging from gentle, to misting, to sprinkling, to steady, to torrential. My itinerary had me moving right along with the red parts of the radar map, so as soon as I’d begin to dry out, I’d get drenched again.
My dear beautiful sparkly clean BMW was filthy after the first few hours, and my boots were filled with water. (Did not consider putting on the rain gear until after the damage was–very suddenly–done.)
I spent the next three days struggling to dry things out, or giving up and throwing them (socks) away.
Still…this trip to the north of Texas, along the Red River, was another epic and worth the soaking, though it’s the LAST time I BEGIN a 4-day trip with everything I own soaked and dirty. Other than driving through some of these parts of Texas on the way to some place else, this area is basically very new to me, and I did not have a mental “map” of it before starting. Like all of the previous trips, there was nothing dull or uninteresting about any of the places I went. Read on…each day of the trip has it’s own page.
At the end of this trip I had logged another 1,582 miles and tallied up 37 more counties. Here’s the map after the Red River Trip, including the two day trips shown in bright pink:
