Day 121

Day 121

I awoke in my hammock hanging beneath Highway 90, 9.9 miles east of Del, Rio Texas. I broke camp and repacked the buggy. I watched the sunrise.


I started putting in the miles. 


I was closer to town than I thought. Within a mile or two I strolled past an airport. A little further and I reached Del Rio city limits. 


I needed calories, I found a Dollar General and bought some pop tarts. I hung out on the curb and refueled. I noticed a twig clinging to a wheel on the buggy. When I reached to grab it, the tire deflated! 


I had no bicycle scabs, but I did have an old inner tube with a slow leak. It would have to do. 


It slowed things down a bit. I had to stop every mile or two and reinflate the tire, but I made it to town!


I was on the border of Mexico. Ciudad Acuña was not more than a short few miles away. I stopped at a park and took rest upon a picnic table. I rehydrated and let my brain slow. I pondered what life must be like living in a border town. Time started to pass.


It was late afternoon. Traffic was heavy. I stopped at a Mcdonalds and bought a big mac. I hit a Little Caesars and picked up a $5 pizza for dinner. I headed to Walmart and restocked. I bought a spare inner tube, a pack of scabs, a gallon of water, a jar of peanut butter, and tortillas. I had a few gatorades left over from Brackettville. I had enough food and drink to make it to the next town, Comstock, Texas, 30 miles away. 


Around 4:30 p.m., I hit the road.


I maintained hydration and made my way out of Del Rio. Traffic slowed.


I stopped at the last gas station south of Lake Amistad. 


I filled up my empty gallons, ate most of the pizza, and watched the comings and goings of vehicular travelers. 


An hour before sundown, I rejoined Highway 90 and continued the trek to Comstock. 


I saw the hills of Mexico to my west. I was 3 miles from the border. It was such a sight, and put a lot of things into perspective for me. 


I passed along the bridge over the Amistad:


A rule I set for myself when I arrived in Jacksonville, FL on February 26th: Never travel at night. Going forward, the heat of the day will continue to intensify, I will need to alter my daily routine to adapt. As darkness fell, I decided to keep moving. I decked a reflective vest.

It actually stayed relatively light until around 10p.m. Then it got too dark, and I didn’t have a flashlight or head lamp. I kept moving until I found somewhere to sleep.


One large tree by a drainage pipe down beneath the road. It was thorny. I was worried about puncturing the tires again. It was a process, but I managed to hang my hammock low to the ground between its branches. I managed to send off a few sms texts to friends and family. I slept ok. The stars are growing brighter.

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One Response to Day 121

  1. ora mcguire says:

    Dylan…….It’s Ora…OMG, what a journey!!!You are always in my heart and as I finished this adventure of yours, you are in everyone’s heart too! Vaya con Dios…….

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