95.6 miles today (1,172 total) ; 3 hrs, 59 minutes; 2,044 ft ascending, avg speed 23.9 mph; max speed 36.8 mph; 7,151 calories
Howdy, Y’all! Day 10 of the cross-county bike ride is done, and I’m settled in for the night in Dalhart, Texas. Today’s ride was the
shortest of the entire journey so far, and our first sub-100-mile day---95.6 miles from Tucumcari, NM to Dalhart TX. Terrain was initially
rolling, then turned to virtually flat. The Rockies seem like a distant memory.We had a howling tailwind all day, and we therefore
posted some gaudy stats…. it took me 3 hours, 59 minutes for an average speed of 23.9 mph. We’ll pay for this tomorrow, however, as
the winds are supposed to be in our face all day. Today’s ride was completely on US Hwy 54, which had a lot of truck traffic but the
shoulders were clean, and we had very few flats, and I had none. We went past the Texas state line at mile 54, and Anthony Campbell
from Houston, sporting his Texas state cycling journey, welcomed us all to the “best state in the best country!” We lost an hour as
we switched to Central Time (the Garmin bike computer again picked up that change within 10 feet of the state sign—too cool), and
put our third state in the rear view mirror. As we neared Dalhart, we cycled past two massive feed lot operations, each housing thousands
of future Big Macs that gave off tremendous stenches. The only way to counter that was to pull into Dairy Queen upon entering Dalhart
proper to woof down a Hawaiian Blizzard. After our meeting about tomorrow’s ride, a group of us walked down the street to Hodies Barbeque,
where we all had various varieties of barbeque (the beef brisket gets a big +1 from me), and peach cobbler a la mode. Tomorrow we
scoot out of Texas, across the Oklahoma panhandle, and spend the night in Liberal, Kansas. Total mile so far are 1172 out of 3457.
Route 54 between Tucumcari and Dalhart was pretty flat and desolate, and a howling tailwind aided the effort.
The train track was adjacent to our route most of the day, and we tried to get the engineers to blow their horns when passing. Here
Tom Newlin of Terre Haute tries his luck.
Entering our fourth state on the trip. Despite Texas' enormous size, we'll only spend one night here, in the far north panhandle.
Two enormous feed lots to the southwest of Dalhart contain cattle as far as the eye can see. The strong wind we had all day couldn't
dissipate the stench coming from these lots---I'd sure hate to work there.