My wake up call this morning was a rooster that I was confident was informing me that the sun was on the rise. I was fooled however because there is enough ambient light from the lights of the campground that it was kinda light inside the tent. After dressing and deflating my air mattress I went outside. DARK. Ugh – walked to the bathroom then got back in the sleeping bag (clothes and all) for an hour while all the rest of the local flighted flautists were tuning up.
I started out on the slab this morning. No good way to get where I’m going without doing a little slab time I guess. Besides, at 0745 on Sunday morning, I-10 and I-20 are virtually empty. AND – the plains of West Texas are somewhat less than scenic. It was cold again last night and I know it was colder in Silver Springs so I am very happy I decided to go with that Kozy Kabin. The ride on the Interstate was – eh… After I turned off I-20 though, I went through some farms and ranches that made everything right again. I didn’t take any pictures but should have at least stopped so you could see the blue bonnets in bloom on the side of the road. Instead I’ll leave you tonight with this shot of my office. If the birds here are any kin to the ones in Van Horn – I won’t be needing to set an alarm tonight….