Out of Texas At Last

It feels like we've been cycling in Texas since Carter was president; it's actually only three weeks.

We're in De Ridder, Louisiana. We had very fast riding condions today. We averaged an unprecedented fifteen mph through the morning.

There's acampaign poster below that shows the candidate holding a rifle in one hand and a Bible in the other. I wonder where he stands on the part of the Bible that talks about turning the other cheek?

There's acultural shift: we suddenly see cajun food. We had excellent catfish at lunch. Steve was served the biggestbiscuit I've ever seen!

Our road crossed a number of bayous with still, dark waters. The Sabine River is the Texas boundary.

Our campgroud last night lookednice, but it is right next to a freeway. The noisekept all three of us from sleeping well. And the mosquitos attacked relentlessly after dark.