LSBMWR Big Bend 2010
March 25, 2010
|The thunderstorms rolled on east before I awoke early to ride to Hico for the official start of the Big Bend weekend. The Lone Star BMW Riders have made this Big Bend trip an every two-year tradition. We had around 28 bikes and three couples on the trip.|
|Tom and I took a bit of an early start in front of the main group, and traveled down Hwy 16 across the Colorado River.|
|Tom suggested over the radio that we set up on a spot to catch some ride-by photos, which we first did on Hwy 349 just past Sheffield.|
|I believe that Hwy 2400 was a surprise enjoyment by most of the riders.|
|Paul immediately went to work (which he loves) on plugging Lance’s rear tire that picked up an old rusted piece of wire.|
March 26, 2010
| We rolled on into Study Butte for lunch at Kathy’s Kosmic Kowgirl Kafe. The food was great, and the stress level getting lower and lower.
|We did a quick run out the River Road to check out the Contrabando movie set on the banks of the Rio Grande. A recent flood has destroyed a lot of the buildings, and deposited deep sediment inside of the structures.
|Dinner Friday evening was at the Starlight Theatre.
March 27, 2010
Saturday morning some riders had breakfast at Lajitas, and some of us met earlier at Kathy’s to have burritos by the fire. Tom and I set up again for ride-by photos, and I watched the sun rise atop a hill.
We leap-frogged past Lajitas to set up again on the Big Hill on the River Road. Tom caught me on the way up the hill.
We made our way through the wind to have lunch at Alice’s Cafe in Marfa, and on to Fort Davis.
I stripped off Katrina’s bags and went out on a solo ride towards Alpine, and then back up to McDonald Observatory. The K1200RS takes these roads like a dream.
|Bo thanks everyone for their participation
|Dinner that evening included a community bottle of Jose Cuervo.
March 28, 2010
I returned home solo on a 575 mile route through Junction and on some roads I had not traveled before. Although it was calm in the morning, the wind was brutal later.
I stopped for a snack of buffalo jerkey at the San Saba River in a wind-protected crossing. The sun was warm on my body. I sat on the bridge enjoying the solitude and the memories of a wonderful weekend in Southwest Texas.