Saturday, March 23, 2024

Day 19 - Harley Heaven; Are we “Bikers”? Are they “Bikers”?

Departure: Camp Wood, TX      Finish:  Ingram, TX       

Distance:    80.5 miles

Elevation gain:  5,056 feet 

Winds: Not a factor. Calm at departure. 5 mph in the afternoon.

Weather:  Bright Sun. Mild. Departed at 52 degrees. Arrived with 75 degrees.

On bike duration:   5 hrs, 52 minutes. 

Average speed: 13.7 mph

Total Accumulated Miles:  1,451.5

Today’s route was the same length as yesterday’s, but included more than 2X the climbing. There were four major climbs (multiple miles each) with sustained gradients of 12%. After the last climb we had 20 miles of rolling Texas hills. 

The hills around Camp Wood are a major attraction for motorcycles. There are multiple routes that Harley owners come from many miles to ride. It was amazing, and a little intimidating. Everyone in the group agreed we encountered well over 1,000 on about a 50 mile stretch of road. As I was trying to put one pedal in front of the other up a steep, winding incline a group of 8 or 12 Harleys would zoom past. Most of them waved and yelled things like “Go, man go!” I was reminded of the children’s book “Go Dog, Go!” I wondered all day long where all these motorcycles could possibly be going. Maybe there was a party in a big tree.

Along the way, we passed through a town called Leakey. It seemed pleasant enough, and I don’t mean to offer disparagement, but it appears the last exciting thing in Leakey happened in 1975:

After we left the serious hills, we began to follow the path of the Guadalupe River. It is absolutely beautiful, particularly as it passes a town called Hunt, TX. Clearly, we are no longer in the desert of far west Texas. 



I had to snap this picture of a Texas wedding on the Guadalupe.


We had back-to-back-to-back hard days. It has been a good accomplishment in itself, but I am looking forward to getting to Fredericksburg tomorrow for a day off. AND, Valerie is coming to join me for three days! I can’t wait.

We’re lodging at the Hunter House Inn on the north side of Ingram’s primary boulevard. It’s clean, but not particularly extravagant. 





1 comment:

  1. I call myself a cyclist so people don't think I'm riding a motorcycle. But as you noticed, there does seem to be some kind of bond between those riding two wheels. I've never had a motorcycle intentionally be a jerk, whereas a very rare car will do something rude.

    That's a nice room. Looks like that bed could sleep 5 people!

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