Day Two in the Longhorn State

First off - we have no cell service and I am borrowing the PC from the Hotel to post this - we are just fine.

Before we left Fabens, we had breakfast at the famous Fabens Cafe. There I finally asked someone what the heck Menudo was other than a boy band from Puerto Rico.

Delia (whose picture will be posted when Kelly gets a chance - can't do it from here), not only told us what it was, but gave us a little bowl of it to test. For those who do not know, Menudo is Beff Tripe and Hominy. We dutifully chowed down on the menudo. Apparently it is a famous hangover cure.

Again the wind was in our faces and it took entirely too long to do 70 miles to Sierra Blanca, which should be called Sierra Cerrado (thank you Sesame Street) - nearly eberything is closed!

We saw a lot of that as we rode along the Rio Grande - Marty is pictured riding buy the civic center of McNary... where narry is a ... well anything.

We found out what a Texas Cycling interval is today too. Here is how it works.... you ride along at a moerate pace and one of you yells "DOG!" Then you ride as fast as you can until your heart nearly bursts to get away from the snarling. snapping dog.

Dave Van Gundy if you are reading this beware that 2 miles West of Fort Hancock, that dog who looks like he wants to play does in fact want to play... with your internal organs.

I have never seen Marty ride so fast!!! The dog was a cross between a wolverine, a pitbull, a dingo and cerebus (minus two of the heads). Scare the you know what out of us. Next one gets the Bear Spray right in the kisser.

Met a fellow traveler - Michael form Anchorage -- and that is where is is riding to - Wow.

I have but two wishes for Texans -- they really need some pickup trucks here and some stray dogs.

That said, we enjoyed much prettier countryside today.

All the best.

Jake