West Texas Biking

I love to bike.... so here are my ramblings about biking in good ol' West Texas.



The Good

1. Not many hills. Hills are my nemesis.
2. You can bike year-round.
3. Drivers are friendly - for the most part
4. This is my time to think. Not many distractions on these roads.
5. Endorphins. I'm just plain happier when I get to bike.

The Bad

1. Wind. Evil, evil wind. Especially when you have a head wind both ways. It's happened more than once.
2. Rabid dogs. Farmers don't see much need to chain them up.
3. Road kill. Dead skunks smell no matter which way the wind is blowing.
4. There isn't much to look at... it gets a bit boring. On the other hand, biking in the mountains is prettier, but I'm usually too busy throwing up a lung to enjoy the scenery.
5. My knee. I hurt it quite a while ago and it still gives me problems if I push too much.

I took my camera today....

Andrew once told me that I love my bike more than him. So not true. Well maybe a little when he was 15.

I love to bike past this fencing company... the smell of cedar is wonderful! Go Red Raiders!

West Texas is famous for it's cotton. It is just getting ready for harvest right now.... and yes, it does feel just like a cotton ball.

Can't be Texas without a cow. No Longhorns allowed.

Roadkill. Sorry it isn't more exciting, that's all there was today. A slow day for roadkill.

You can basically see to eternity from Lubbock. Except I hope eternity is a bit prettier. Stand on a tuna can and you can see Mexico.