Not much to report for today. As Tropical Storm Cindy rolls in, wind and humidity hit this area. I had expected it.
I saw a family of wild pigs down by the stream, this morning. Two to three little piglets. They all ran before I could get a picture.
There was some kind of dust or sand being kicked up by passing cars today. Maybe it was bark dust, as there were timber trucks on the road. Whatever it was, I had to keep wiping the irritating grit out of my eyes.
It rained sporadically on the last 11 miles into Shepherd. I zipped up my front bag in case it got worse. That meant no more snacks, no more pictures.
I passed by several coins in my path. It seems I pass by perhaps a half dozen to dozen each day. Of course, I’m not going to stop when rain threatens, not even for quarters.
Riding out for dinner is not the best idea when rain threatens. The only walkable restaurant was Subway, part of the Exxon convenience store. Fine. I got a foot-long BMT. I’d swear they make them bigger, here. I finished it without trouble, of course.
It’s raining, light but steady, as I type here. If the rain continues at this level, I’ll head for Kountze tomorrow. In the event of a severe storm, I’ll stay over another day in Shepherd.