After two days in Houston visiting friends, sitting by the pool, enjoying a few beers, and eating way too much Mexican/BBQ; Schweppes, the CatFox, and myself finally hit the road again.
We got an early start and made it the 155 miles to San Antonio by mid morning, where Schweppes got to enjoy some American history in the form of the Alamo, as well as the downtown River Walk as a bonus. CatFox was indifferent about the entire situation as usual, but she enjoyed the new smells nonetheless. I mostly spent time accepting compliments from strangers on her behalf, and fielding “what kind of dog is that” questions.
I was feeling good, so I offered to drive for the entire day. Before all was said and done, we managed to drive more than 800 miles from north Houston to end up in Las Cruces, New Mexico. Our chariot is still running strong, however she’s had a few hiccups. As of our second full day of driving we’ve blown the exhaust/muffler, the Air Conditioning has gone out, and we somehow managed to lose a hub cap somewhere along the way. So to combat the potential noxious fumes, as well as the desert heat, the windows remain permanently down as we go 90 down the interstate. It’s an incredibly loud and windy drive, but the old girl remains faithful…so far.
Throughout a good chunk of Texas today, we were getting relentlessly pelted by yellow butterflies, as well as several other insect species. The windshield and bumper are covered. Due to the fact that our windows are constantly down, every so often the odd butterfly or bug will get sucked through the window at 90mph, striking us in the face or body. Bugs sting, butterflies feel wet for some odd reason; softer bodies I guess. Oh the hazards of the road.
The CatFox spends most of her time sleeping, but when she’s not doing that, she’s trying to find ways to weasel her way into the front seat. For the most, she is an ideal little traveler.
The Organ Mountains east of Las Cruces are absolutely gorgeous. I never saw anything like them out east. The gameplan for tomorrow is to make it the rest of the way to San Diego. Hopefully old faithful is up to completing the journey. I still haven’t decided what I’m going to do with her when we get to California, but I must admit, she’s growing on me…