December 2

Another uneventful day, except that I rode too far, and my rear was sore, and my legs hurting, at the end of it. I stopped in Goliad, a town of 2k or so. These small towns are old west Texan, but I doubt there were so many antique dealers and hairdressers, and so few saloons, in the Old West. Landed in a Budget ($38) Inn. The country is getting drier, and the yards messier.