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Bicycler Bottleneck


tl;dr: Longest day of the year! Also, I finally broke 100 miles. Met a few people along the way. Now in Big Ben.

Happy Longest Day of the Year!

I ate breakfast at a gas station in Sanderson called Stripes where you could make your own breakfast plate with the following choices: 8 types of scrambled egg, 3 choices of potato, 2 choices of beans, 1 bacon. The variety of eggs was nothing compared to the variety of people who entered that store. Amazing for such a small remote location.

I anticipated a boring 55 mile push to Marathon, but I kept meeting folks. Apparently I am now on one of the "official" bike routes. First I met Adin and Kyia as I was pulling from a roadside picnic area. They were traveling from California to New Orleans. They have a blog at:


It seems they had a third guy that had joined up with them that they had lost at some point a few days back.

I also came across some geologists. The road cut through rocks where the layers were twisted up at sharp angles. Since Del Rio had not seen rock layers that were not horizontal. I let out an audible, "huh," because not only am I odd enough to notice rocks, but I occasionally talk to myself. Anyway, the geologists immediately turned around as if I were talking to them. I hadn't even noticed them. I certainly wasn't expecting them. I mean, there is nothing for miles in any direction. Awkward. They were nice, and when I asked if I could take their picture, they said sure and all got back to work.

An hour later I met the third guy. I yelled, "You look like you're from Wisconsin!" He's like, what? How? Adin and Kyia had given me his bio already. His name is Rob Greenfield. Unlike myself, he actually bikes for a cause. And his web site doesn't look like it's from 1998. You can find him at:


I ate lunch in Marathon, checked out La Loma because several folks said I should, and then proceeded to get off the official trail by heading south into Big Ben.

After thirty-some miles I arrived at the park entrance "after hours." I found a hose on the other side of an "authorized persons only" sign. I ate a dinner of peanut butter and jelly at the lone picnic table. I then proceeded down the road past hundreds of cottontails and jackrabbits looking for a place to sleep, and eventually settled down beneath fluttering bats next to a bridge where I couldn't be seen from the road. Again, I didn't even bother to set my tent up.

I ended up peddling exactly one hundred miles, today. My first century this trip. It only took a dozen or so liters of water and two ibuprofen.

now serving eggs

Sanderson Border Patrol Station


up Sanderson Canyon

up some more Sanderson Canyon

a little spider

still in Sanderson Canyon

Adin and Kyia

geologists in their natural environment

Rob Greenfield

finally out of Sanderson Canyon

Marathon (all of it)

me playing with my phone

random street in Marathon

La Loma Del Chivo

toward Big Bend

dung beetles rolling along

just rolling

Santiago Peak I guess

he thinks I can't see him

little cacti


Big Bend National Park

roadrunner running

good night Big Bend

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