"Lost!"

Good Morning Bike Rider Guys Watchers,

I heard from Pat sporadically yesterday and the pictures came with captions like "Lost in the farm land", and "Here we are lost on a two lane road." and "Stopped by police on the highway who said we were lost and way off track."  His sense of direction doesn't seem to have improved by having a great body of water on his right side to aid in orientation.  His dad is smiling with understanding and compassion, I believe. 

He did have enough time to stop and have his pic taken with a large yard sign he spotted. 

They got a later start Sunday and only road about 75 miles because dark closed in earlier than expected.  They wound up in the agricultural region and were in a tiny town called Gonzales.  They were the only people within 100 miles whose mother tongue was English.  Luckily, urban planning hadn't gotten around to demolishing a 1950's era motel and they were able to snag a room for $29.  The proprietress felt so bad about gouging them on the price that she threw in laundry services -- so it all worked out well.  They ate at the only place in town -- a Mexican Taco Shop and fell asleep by 9, but not before downing a few prophylactic swigs of Pepto.  

Today, their goal is 90 miles passing through small towns on flat roads.  Ahh, that sounds easy enough. 

But, as you and I know, the best laid plans of mice and men ...

I think you will join me in admonishing them to " Get an early start, watch the road signs, and be kind to your intestinal tracts." 

Adios,  A