New Mexico

We're in New Mexico after a lot of "slabbing" today. 640 miles from Waco to Las Vegas a little city 80 miles south of Taos. That's eleven hours on the saddle but I feel surprisingly fresh. Steve is sleeping with a pillow on his face but, hey, that was his first day riding so he's still a little tender footed...
The long straights in Texas near Abilene and Lubbock and in New Mexico near Clovis allowed a spirited pace, just stopping for gas and food. As soon as the landscape turned better, it started raining. But nothing too bad. We had lunch in Post, the city were the eponymous cereals are made. No surprise, judging fron the size of the silos around Lubbock. They dwarf cathedrals !!!. The highlight of the day was meeting in a gas station with a group of seniors going from Abilene to Albuquerque, their first stop in a tour of the West. They were very interested in the bikes and even more by the strange combination of a Texan cop and a French hack traveling together. It turned out that one of the lady of the group was born in France (in Lorraine) and she was most surprised to be able to speak french with a motorcyclist in the middle of nowhere New Mexico. Their group will be in Yosemite next Saturday and in Tahoe on Sunday so we could meet again. Who knows ?