Ken makes a brief stop at Honey Island.. Flat terrain, straight roads. Cold cut deli sandwich the highlight of the day.
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January 13th, 2012Texan churches
January 12th, 2012Ken is very taken by East Texan churches. It’s an architecture thing…
Austra-nomics
January 12th, 2012Austra-nomics (n); Branch of "Down Under" economics that defies logical analysis. Gives rise to the expression austronomical (coloq) to describe something especially expensive. See also Greed and Rip-off (coloq).
Lovely stack
January 12th, 2012"Lovely stack. Can’t wait to drizzle maple syrup over them" I said. The humour was lost. Fortunately. I’d stopped a small cafe and grocery store in the village of Richards. Established 2009. Meant just to enjoy a coffee indoors but quickly succumbed to the notion of a few pancakes. Side of bacon. Despite my tardy efforts at wit with my server, they were the nicest I’d ever tasted. Even if they took quite a while to come. Leaving me thinking I’d been forgotten.
Thoughts drifting back to Alaska. Small roadhouse I’d stopped in for breakfast after a night’s wild camping over the border in British Columbia. My server leaning across the table. How, she asked, did I want my eggs? So wanted to say poached. But just couldn’t bring myself to do it. Instead muttering scrambled.
Close to Huntsville
January 12th, 2012Ken stops for a coffee in the woods. Very pleasant. But not far away, Huntsville. Where some people go to die. Not of their own volition. Or of natural causes…
Independence
January 11th, 2012Ken makes a brief stop in the small East Texan town of Independence..
Willkommen to Burton
January 11th, 2012
Whispers of German spoken at the counter. Often just a few words, sometimes an entire conversation. The cafe’s menu reflected this. Seemed only appropriate to opt for the Ruben sandwich. Sauerkraut. Swiss Cheese. And corn beef. I didn’t remember the latter as being especially Germanic. But this was Texas. Small town of Burton.
Willkommen
January 11th, 2012Burton. Germanic restaurant. And there’s sauerkraut
These boots are made for…
January 10th, 2012Unlikely to win any awards for his needlework, Ken nevertheless does his best to keep his much-loved boots alive…
Asking after Astrid
January 10th, 2012I’d interrupted Carol. She’d mentioned a few cyclists that’d stayed with her. Including an English rider. Astrid. Quickly painting a picture of her, I’d proffered a few distinguishing details. Yes, it was her. Definitely. Explaining I’d corresponded with Astrid but never met her. Not yet at least. She lived perhaps fifty miles from my Somerset cottage.
Shouldn’t have been surprised. Route I was following across the southern States a very logical choice. And a stop at Carol’s bunkhouse equally sensible. Simply forgetting Astrid had chosen to come this way. Also cycling around the world.
[Visit Astrid at www.cyclingfullcircle.com]
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