Mention crossing Texas to road-trippers and you’ll get an eye-roll. Mention traveling through West Texas and you’ll get the eye-roll and some profanity as well.
Actually, the landscape between El Paso and San Antonio is quite lovely.
It’s just the endlessness of it that causes the whining. The sprawling mesas, green this time of year, impart a sense of unmatched vastness.
Not to mention the buttes.
At the moment, the wildflowers are stunning, though not meant to be photographed at 65 MPH.
I stayed behind the slow-moving thunderstorms all day, only reaching them about 40 miles from my destination. After 4 months in the desert, the rain is a novelty.
My radar map proved invaluable today. It's free from Amazon. I also find it useful as a quick-reference roadmap.
Spending tonight at Exit 505 – which means I have only 43% left of Texas.