Waco

I arrived in Waco this afternoon to meet Celia and Steve. Steve put me to shame with his very tidy packing. He's going for three weeks and it looks like is he's going for a weekend ride. He had to tell his dad everything about his bike (sorry, Celia's bike), the oil he put in, the new tires and everything... I wish my dad was here to ask these questions but he wouldn't anyway. He would just think I am plainly mad.
Going from Louisiana into Texas, I had to ride for twenty miles in a bug storm. I was splatched with thousands of little black and orange flies and had to stop three times in twenty miles to clean my helmet shield. Luckily, it didn't last but I made quite an impression arriving in Waco. We going to ride to New Mexico and hope to stay near Santa Fe for the night. It's going to be a long ride, so we're all going to bed now. One last thing: it took us about two hours and several test rides to make the Chatterbox communication system to work. It now does and will allow us to communicate from bike to bike throughout the trip. The only problem is that I have to speak with a big booming voice for Steve to hear me; I won't have any voice left at the end of the trip. Steve's voice is apparently more "manly" and comes across no problem. Chatterbox(es) are apparently not for Sissies. Steve gave me a list of all the "10" (10/4, 10/9 and so on) and I wrote it down to read it on the map pouch on my tank bag tomorrow.