Here I sit in the Farwell High School Library. Riding has be tough at times, but things have gone pretty well. We've bathed in the river, swam in the Colorado, ridden in a thunderstorm, and battled headwinds.

The knee problems along with the hills have melted into the west texas plains. We leave Texas for good tomorrow and then its on to Yeso to camp.

Spirits are good and friendships seem to be budding like spring flowers after a soft rain.