Riding Day 13 We rolled out of bed at 6am today, intent on getting back on track and finding our flow. We’d been camped in this same spot for two night and had been befriended by the camp feline, a smallish kitty with a beautiful coat and easy purr who would frequent our site when we were there. But during the night we’d heard that blood curdling wail that cats make when things are deadly serious. She didn’t appear this morning, which was strange, because she had seemed to prefer us or our site over all the others. It felt weird and sad to leave not knowing if she was okay…
How’s it going Scott?? You guys are killing it … stay on it!!! Extra careful thru Midland-Odessa area….. thousands of fast moving rigs ….especially on I-20…. Post when you’re close to Ft Worth… you have a place here to rest if you need it….
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How’s it going Scott?? You guys are killing it … stay on it!!! Extra careful thru Midland-Odessa area….. thousands of fast moving rigs ….especially on I-20…. Post when you’re close to Ft Worth… you have a place here to rest if you need it….
Rah rah, you guys are doing great 👍🏼👍🏽 I'm fully immersed and invested- looking forward to Texas stories! 🤠
I have a feeling that kitty is ok; as tough as she was sweet!
What a beautiful connection at a most unsuspecting time on the bike path. ☮️
Go guys! Damn cats. It's spring. We'll call it cat fight and I'm sure she will be there for the breakfast with tomorrow's camper. ❣️🐈🚲