i was feeling grogy on a cold blustery morning as i was packing up my tent in the sanderson RV park, i managed to break one of the poles. oh dear.....that now makes me an official hobo/tramp! that day was pretty good as there were few cars on the road and the arid mountains encompassed my horizon (photos wont do justice to the panaramas). the wind swirled around me and gave me grief at times but i made it to marathon for lunch and pushed on to alpine. just outside the town i met Tom who was running across the states. unbelievable! he puts me to shame. he said that he ran 74 miles in 1 day. ridiculous. can you imagine doing not just 1 but 3 marathons in a day. in alpine i met up with julie who was a friend of james from del rio. we went back to her other james' place where i enjoyed the evening sunlight with my washing in the machine and sipping on a cold shiner beer. pure luxury! julie cooked some delicous mexican food for dinner and it felt good not to be reading in my tent in the cold!
the next day i felt extremely fresh after waking up in a bed and got a lift into alpine where i cycled through some spectacular mountains and then down to desert country to Marfa where No Country for Old Men was filmed. Marfa is a random arty town in the middle of nowhere and has some interesting minimal art and some great falafel and pizza. stayed all afternoon strolling round the galleries and chinati foundation. that night there was a concert and i saw 2 interesting bands one from norway and the other band was Dodo form San Fransisco. they were both seriously talented but the best thing about the night was watching all the wacky locals get their groove on (young and ancient!) Luckily a chilled guy from one of the galleries let me sleep on his couch as the duck tape didnt fix my tent.
the next day i felt extremely fresh after waking up in a bed and got a lift into alpine where i cycled through some spectacular mountains and then down to desert country to Marfa where No Country for Old Men was filmed. Marfa is a random arty town in the middle of nowhere and has some interesting minimal art and some great falafel and pizza. stayed all afternoon strolling round the galleries and chinati foundation. that night there was a concert and i saw 2 interesting bands one from norway and the other band was Dodo form San Fransisco. they were both seriously talented but the best thing about the night was watching all the wacky locals get their groove on (young and ancient!) Luckily a chilled guy from one of the galleries let me sleep on his couch as the duck tape didnt fix my tent.
