Day 11 – Tucamcari, New Mexico to Dalhart, Texas

Not many pics today because today was mostly about wind. An energy sapping headwind. A wind of about 30mph. A wind gusting to nearly twice that. A wind full of red Texas dust. A wind that told your legs you’d cycled 190 miles not just 95. A wind that made taking pictures a chore. A wind constantly slapping your face and screaming in your ears “why are you doing this?”

But that said a wind that at the end of the day put even more colour in our weather beaten cheeks and made us all shake one another’s hands and say “job well done.” We slept soundly. We slept quietly satisfied. We slept knowing that it we managed this day then there was a good chance we might reach the Atlantic coast in a fortnight.

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