Thursday 17th July 2025 Pleasanton to Seguin
Well the penultimate day of this epic Tour, can’t believe we are so close, Deb itching to pick us up, we are both too stubborn for that, well for the moment we are, I do have her on speed dial, just in case it gets leary and I need to take refuge in a local bar.

Breakfast as normal, then pack up the rest of last nights picnic, wrap it in the frozen water bottles, then pack it up, it will be fine, never take any notice of sell by dates anyway. Hit the road just before 6:45, theses Texans like a lay in, just as it get light. Both a bit short of water as we had used it to keep the picnic cool, so stopped in the first service station out of town to pick up some more water, met a great Texan oil worker, sorry did not get his name, but looked like Benny from Crossroads, nice bloke, few selfies, then ” Yall be careful out there it going to be hot” then left us with his little (nothing is little in Texas) song “Got to drilling, drilling ,drilling, with a massive grin top guy. Heading towards Seguin, purposely circumnavigating San Antonio, because it is a massive City, with a cool Ibiza name, back in my party days went there with the darling Sandra, partied for the whole two weeks, mate I can’t stay awake after 9 now! Enough about that.

Get on the highway again, same as yesterday, nice hard shoulder, light traffic so made for good riding, spotted a few white tailed deers in the early morning, very nice few birds for Bingo to spot as well:

Scissor-tailed Flycatcher (Tyrannus forficatus)

Red-tailed Hawk (Buteo jamaicensis)
… he was well pleased, all before the first coffee stop excellent.

Stopped in Floresville, for a coffee and a soft drink, great people once again, just so interested in what we are doing, always so polite, think they love the accent, obviously I play on it a lot, milking the attention as always, left with a smile. Carried on our merry way, burning up the ride, before it gets even hotter. Had planned to take another stop in Stockdale, but that all went pear shaped, bit of road works, difficult riding then with the trucks right behind you, my little legs going as fast as they can, but did not seem fast enough for the Monster trucks, very tricky 5 or so miles, so completely missed the little place, they will be so sad.

Though it meant we had to go a little further than planned, ended up just 5 miles from the end of the route, always a plan then, pulled into a service station had an ice cream, booked a hostel, and sussed out a bar just down the road, all good. Few beers in the bar, do the last two miles and book into the digs. What a plan the picnic stuff is all good, thats lunch sorted, just a few light refreshments from the little shop over the road.

Went out for more to eat later, just over the road, normal American fare, managed to skip the French fries and had garlic mash potato, with omlete and salad, so easy to please, Bingo had chicken and pasta, so both pleased.

Just one more days riding and a little one at that, feels so weird.