I woke up early in the motel and ate some continental breakfast. I showered, changed, and packed the buggy. I checked out at 10:30a.m. and hit the road. I stopped and made a few peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. I also ate some walnuts and cranberries.
I doubled back into Smithville to the First Baptist Church in town. I filled up my empty water containers at a hose. I crossed the Colorado river just north of town and joined Highway 71. I started putting in the miles.
It was a beautiful day. The sun beat down. I had the radio on. I was moving.
I followed a frontage road for a few miles that ran parallel with 71. I saw some crazy kid running backwards down a hill with no shirt on. He kept going. He wasn’t even looking. I couldnt help but laugh. I asked him if he needed anything and he told me he was all set. Down the road he went.
Storm clouds started to roll in, and I found myself just outside Bastrop. I found a church just off 71 and sought shelter.
The New Convent church must be building a new shed or something. There was a little water proof construction site and I scurried inside. I set up my hammock, chatted with some friends and family, and ate some beans for dinner. I fell asleep to raindrops upon the tarp. I slept well.